THANK YOU SACRAMENTO! NOW I GOTTA POO!!!

Instead of boring you all with my tales of my new job, ie; freaking out, running around with my head chopped off & passing out at 8 pm after my first day, I will tell you a tale of poo. On Saturday we had a show to play. I kept on messing up. Not because I was nervous, but because I had to take a major dook. Seriously, I was trying not to shit my pants while I was rocking out on my guitar. If you ever wondered what goes on in a performers head, that was it Saturday night...."one.two.three... one.two....GO BACK IN TURTLE HEAD....one.two... don't shit your pants on stage..."