The Roth Army Slingin' Pussy Bar and Grill

[Coyote]

hmm... not bad for a ballad...

[Ally_Kat]

arg. bored and alone. Wish the boy would call...

[Coyote]

For your sanitys sake, let's hope...

I'm off to bed. (1 AM out here...)

[Coyote]

And a Happy Midsummers Fest to y'all...

[Coyote]

Man, Robin Williams is the best... LMAO.

[Coyote]

The bane of my existance: A gig on Friday, and I can't fuckin' remember what songs are supposed to be played, and HOW are they supposed to be played...

This is what you get for having swiss cheese filling in for your memory...

[Ally_Kat]

are you worrying about it too much?

[Coyote]

No. In fact, I'm not worrying 'bout at all...

The fact that no-one remembers the songs in practice might be a reason. (Another one might be that practices occur every other week, on Tuesdays 'n Thursdays. Simply due to the fact that the bass player and other guitarist have the night-shift every other week...)

[Ally_Kat]

become an acappela (sp) group! ;D

[Coyote]

LMAO. Yeah, that would be an alternative. A Capella ain't for me though: I never learned how to play 'n sing at the same time...

[Coyote]

That, plus you don't really get the same combustionable live atmosphere that you get with a 4- or 5-member group.
(Or those big ass bands with a horn section... *drool*)

[Coyote]

Nice sunrise we're having out here.

(Couldn't sleep...)

[Coyote]

Step right up an' get yer drinks here! Name a poison and it'll come your way!

Hey, you kids get away from that bottle o' Jack! You'll just make the label all sticky... Come back when you guys are 18...

[Coyote]

*mumbles*

"Hello, I love you, won't you tell me your name..."

[Coyote]

Free random drinks for the next five people!

*braces himself in case of stampede*