2002

ROKK OUT BITCHES

It's 2005 as I write this, and five years have passed since I've updated these horrific pages. As of 2002 I still have this skanky mop on top, adamantly representing diehard non-style like some fantastic, platinum albatross. Your retarded brother-in-law looks 20 times better in a tux than I do. I was clearly put on this earth to play my keyboards and never, ever reproduce. The hair says "Metallica" but at least the shades say "Whitesnake," thus the mulleted status remains unimpaired. And the fact that I think Metallica is a safe band is further proof positive.

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