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by AnthonyVillalobos_Archive
The night/morning before going to record with Steve, the guys in the band and my brother all were squatting in some apartment that was used for storage shit (extra doors, tools, paint).
We just got back to the apartment after watching some nut job friend of ours start a 15 ft. fire about 5 ft. away from his house, and continued to drink heavily.
Being the pathetic losers we are, we had porn scattered everywhere. We all decided since non of us had any "game" to "spit" at any nightclubs or any "pussy lined up" for the whole week we've been there, we all went to different parts of this trashed apartment and jerked off to some porno mags.
My choice being the bathroom, I handled my biz and for some reason puked in the cupboard under the sink.
I walked back out to the living room to go to sleep, tripped over my guitar case fell into a wall and just layed their urinating myself until I went to sleep.
Of course I told everyone in that apartment I pissed myself "for G.G. Allin" but in reality I was just really drunk and pissed myself.
we woke up two hours later to get to Electrical.
Born to lose. We fucking lost.
edit: I think I also remember saying something like "Dimebag rules". Which, in my opinion, might've been the most degrading thing about that night/morning.
lemur68 wrote:Why would you be where a jam band is playing in the first place?