kerble wrote:

Wheely wrote:When I was in high school, I used to tell my parents that I was spending the night with a friend, but in reality I would just stay out all night. Once, I think I was a junior, I went to a huge party under a railroad bridge and got wasted and stayed up all night. I have a very vivid memory of driving around on country roads the next morning, shortly after the sun had risen, still a little drunk. My girlfriend was sleeping in the back seat and a friend was sleeping in the passenger seat. Everything was very quiet except for Poison's "Every Rose Has It's Thorn" was playing on the stereo. (it was my girlfriend's cassette). I remember singing along in a low voice, thinking "this is a very important moment in my life".

It may have been.

H-GM wrote:Shows what you know. Didn't your mom teach you how to use spellcheck?

kerble wrote:[high five]

Andrew L. wrote:When I was 13 I had long hair and looked like a girl. And by that I mean anyone who didn't know me assumed I was a girl. During those girly times I once saw what I thought was a great blues performer at a music festival. I went up to talk to him and buy a CD after his set. He was wearing cowboy boots and his shirt was unbuttoned halfway down his chest. I remember we talked about Ry Cooder. When he handed me his CD he leaned in and planted a solid kiss halfway on my lips and said, "you're a sweet girl."

BadComrade wrote:Uh, Randall... I think you may have been mistaken. Blinded by the lights, perhaps...

tmidgett wrote:My first band, the Tremors, covered a bunch of shit that was easy to play--LL, Sunshine of Your Love, etc.