Yeah, we don't go on for another three hours or so.
I may just play the last set and encore, but the sky has cleared and the temperatures are nice and cool.
It's nice being retired. Biff will work the full show. It looks like we may be performing indoors tomorrow night.
So now isn't it supposed to be the time to party like a rock star? You're a fucking rock star! You need to be snorting lines off of groupies titties while other groupies are giving you head!
I'm old and retired, and married. Happily married, I might add.
There was some marching powder going around but I did not partake - yet. We're usually pretty sober when we perform. Once our obligations end, we're less sober. So, on Monday the show stops at like 22:00 and we'll likely play and party for a few hours longer.
...and you were a rock star before she married you, she should ought to know what comes along with being married to a rock star!
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