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December 20, 2005
Hey Future! Do Me a Favor, Huh?
Holy freaking God! Is it possible that my childhood icon is turning 60 today? Why couldn't Peter Criss have died in a blaze of Rock-n-Roll glory (i.e. choke to death on his own puke while passed out in a razed hotel room full of groupies)? I cannot stand to see him like this.
Please! People of the future, I beg of you! When time machines are invented, please, please, please go back in time and make sure that Peter Criss dies a proper Rock-n-Roll death. Oh, let's say during the final show of the Alive II tour, okay? The choking on puke thing has been over done so why don't you go with something like rigging his drum set with high explosives and detonating it at the end of Detroit Rock City. Oh! That would be freakin' sweet! I could live with that memory.
Thanks a bunch - E
p.s. Oh, and while you're there in the past make sure you work over my Mom so that she doesn't take away my KISS tickets this time for getting a D on my report card.
Posted By eBill at 10:04 AM
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Wow, if Peter Criss dies as you've planned you might get to take home a finger. Definitely better than a drumstick.
Posted by: eric at December 20, 2005 11:28 AM
I think he should just keel over in the middle of a raging drum solo. The cool part comes later when the doctor can find absolutely nothing wrong with him and declares the cause of death "He just rocked too hard."
Death by rocking is how ALL the rock stars want to go out. Well, either that or death by too many blowjobs.
Posted by: commonwombat at December 20, 2005 01:43 PM
eric: I dunno ... when you're talking about blowing someone up, drumstick takes on a whole new meaning.
CW: Dude! You really know how to kill a rockstar!
Posted by: E at December 20, 2005 04:35 PM
