Yeah, I pretty much stopped reading when you said you hung out at the Record Plant in LA. Oh, by the way, I knew a guy who knew a guy who's uncle's landlord's son actually found a toenail of Elvis Presley in a toothless, prostitute's brassiere. Talking shit's pretty easy, Chuck! Requires no brain cells what-so-ever.
Oh it a quote from a young lady.
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