At the very end of the night Davee fell asleep sitting
upright so Anthony and Fish force fed him bits of carpet and bits from the
ashtray
We booked into CIRCUS CIRCUS and proceeded to sleep!!!
sleep I tell you, 12 hours on the road squished up in the van and we get there
and sleep............then after sorting the merch out we prepare to lose all
our dosh on the slotties, but whats that??.... Candace arrives with news that
some knob is beating up his wife and children just up the corridor, so off
goes Ol to sort the mess out, shit so we all had to go, "Whats goin on"
he demands, "oh its all cool" replies a guy..........."who
the fuck are you?" replies some 16 year old kid/mouth not really appreciating
that what he said wasn't the smartest thing to say to Ol
anyhow cutting the whole thing down, Ol threatens to
pound the gobshite to a pulp, then out of the room storms..... er.... well
some crazy mental retard twat, with shit spillin from his gob in all directions
about 6.5 feet tall and obviously bummed out on Crystal meths or shaving foam
or something, by the look of his mouth, we decided it was probably best to
let the geezer work off his anger elsewhere, his calm friend thought the same
and we all went back to our rooms.
then we went out on the town on our only day off of the
tour, Fish lost 50 cents and decided he was no gambler, Nat and Ol went about
100 or so down each.
After getting pretty bored with slots we decided to try the cousine, CHIG,
FISH and SNOT opted for a 12"dog for 1$ and to be honest, it tasted like
a 1$ dog.......shite, about 33" of collective dog got left on the plates,
by then the night was relatively young but the lads were
getting tired and Snotty couldn't walk too far on account of his leg (early
nights, no sightseeing, security he really fucked this tour up for us he he,
almost as much as 2002)
So off we plod back to the hotel, Fish restrung his guitar
and watched in amazement how Davee and Anthony got drunk shotgunning tins
of PABST "it wasn't the shotgun that amazed me"blurted Fish, "just
the fact that they got trashed on that nil percent shite they call premium
beer!!!!"
Steaming and ready to go and, after quite a bit of peer
pressure Anthony and Davee got Fish out of bed and once more hit the casinos
of Vegas at 3.00 AM by 5 all were tucked up and sound asleep, Even crazy Brian,
who incidentally **shaved his whole body..........ooorrr pervy little fuck,
was still snoring in his crazy Armenian dialect dreaming of nearly getting
into a fight was someone, this one time.
MONDAY 2ND DAY OFF VEGAS
Still driving, we stopped
for food just outside of Arizona, Fish had a donar kebab for breaky, Chig
had the best part of a pig, Candace maniac fell over crossing the road,
she wore the battle scars proudly for the remainder of the tour, still got
crazy SHAVED** BRIAN with us.
More driving and MORE driving, eventually we arrive in VEGAS.......yeah,
its like BLACKPOOL only bigger!
U.S.A
TOUR
30TH
JULY TO 16TH AUGUST 2004