SAMMY HAGAR
1) He looks like Ronald McDonald
Spammy Gaygar wears red and yellow pyjamas on stage, and these days she's fat. He also has red-ish hair on occasions. Therefore, he is Ronald McDonald
2) Tequila
Samuel Roy Hagar spends more time selling his tequila, Cabo Wabo, and his chain of bars, also called "Cabo Wabo" than making music (although, that's not nescceserily a bad thing). Your lastest album is called "The Tequila Made Me Do It", you wrote a song called "Cabo Wabo". Cunt.
3) His album covers
They have to be seen to be believed. "Voice of America" and "Boxed" are particular highlights.
4) His Songs
Once again, they need to be heard. "I Can't Drive 55"? Why don't you try. You never know, you might DIE, Spammy, you might die.
5) When he replaced David Lee Roth in Van Halen, he turned them into pure Cheese
They went from song titles like "Hot For Teacher", "Running With The Devil" and "Meanstreets", to "Why Can't This Be Love?", "Up For Breakfast" and "When It's Love". Spam-go fuck yourself, or get Michael Anthony to do it for you. Which brings us nicely to reason number 6...
6) Michael Anthony is your bitch
Of all the people in the world who could be your bum partner, you pick the simpleton bass player from Van Halen-the one no-one knows. You even had a series of gay porn movies, hence, number 7...
7) His Gay Porn Movies with Michael Anthony
Oh, yea-"Why Can't This Be Greasy Man-Love?", "Cabo Wanko", "I Can't Drive Whilst You're Sucking Me Off, Mike", "Voice of the Fags"-there are others.
8) His Hair
You poodle-haired Twat.
9) His Lies
"Van Halen sold more albums with me". Oh, really? Thats not what the official figures say. In reality, Van Halen with David Lee Roth sold over twice the amount they did with you-with the same amount of albums. Why don't you just stop lying, and dissing the diamond one and realise he is better than you.
10) He's Shit
I thought I'd save the most obvious until last.
That was 10 reasons to hate Sammy Hagar. Join us next time, when we will tell you why you should hate John Lennon.