I can’t even get into how bummed I was that I’d be missing Motörhead play but luckily a few of my friends went and I’ve heard very awesome stories. The most epic of them all was that my friend Manute ended up hanging out backstage with Lemmy thanks to his friend (this chick who I met the other night who told Bev she was no longer obsessed with her Demeulemeester boots and had now moved on to my purple satin Vans) and seriously, he had only thee best things to say about him. Which doesn’t seem like much of a surprise at all but it’s still nice to hear. I gotta say, I’m a little jealous. End of fanning out post now.
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hot damn those are some sexy men in that pic!
they all manage to look pretty damn blaze about it.
id no doubt have a haha-fuckhead-im-on-an-afterparty-with-lemmy-and-yr-fucking-not-grim about me.
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