Originally Posted by
binnie
Personally, I hope that one day Brett Michaels will be half-way through singing 'Every Rose has Its Yawn' somewhere in the mid-west, look out at the collection of over-weight, over-tanned soccer moms who still think he looks like he did in 1987 and somewhere towards the back see a dark figure holding a contract and mouthing "Time's up pussy" just as CC Deville hits the squawk of a guitar solo. Then BOOM, he's dragged to hell and all that's left of the stage is a wig and a bandanna.