A velvet fist in an iron glove.
The guy on the left is saying, "Look, when I said let's KISS in makeup..."
Well, I guess Ace isn't quite the anti-Semite Gene has made him out to be.
If you rearrange the letters in Ace Frehley you can come up with many things. Including (if you squint just right)--FACE HER LYEWhich might mean the whole groupie legend of Gene Simmons could be attributed to non-competition more than any particular gifts he may or may not possess.
[sung to the tune of "Her Majesty" by the Beatles]Paul Stanley is a kissable Jewand that's just fine with AcePaul Stanley is a kissable JewI think they're gonna suck some faceAce says, "Sure they may control the world's banks, but I gots to get me a lil Star Child."Paul Stanley is a kissable JewI think they're gonna get buck wild, oh yeahI think they're gonna get buck wild.
Sooooo, Nathan, what you're telling me is that we're going to find some big, red lipstick prints on Ace's axe?Ew.As long as there are no scorch marks, I'm not completely disgusted.
They were already there, but from whence they came is no longer a mystery. I don't know about y'all, but I can sleep better now.
That's odd because since this post I've been plagues by nightmares. Big, hairy, platformed nightmares that constantly ask me, "Are you ready to rock?!?!"
Yep, that's about right. Welcome to my walkin' 'round brain, baby-doll.
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