Ok here's a question for you..have you ever wanted to know what goes on in the head of the band while they are onstage performing? No? Oh...well...I have, because I have a lot of time to do these kinda things (what's a social life?). So, using my twisted mind, I have come up with a few things I believe they may think..of course...I could be wrong...*Note: the following is NOT meant to be taken seriously. I really doubt Paul has to massage Rob's feet.*
Kyle: "I wish these pants weren't so tight! I can BARELY move!!"
Rob: "I think my eyeliner is running...aww mother f*ckin' sh*t!"
Brian: "Yeah..I think I'll shuffle now" ::shuffle shuffle::
Paul: "I think I just chipped a nail! Dammit!"
Adam: ::hopping up and down in one place:: "Musn't trip, musn't trip!!"
Kyle: "Maybe...if I start playing my guitar with my teeth...that girl in the third row will notice me!"
Rob: "Betcha Stephen Jenkins never had beanie babies thrown at his head!"
Paul: "I REALLY hope I won't have to massage Rob's feet again after the show.." ::shudders::
Ben: "I'm a little teapot..."
Kyle: ::to the voices in his head:: "Shut up, SHUT UP!!"
Adam: "Hmm..if I accidentally left a banana peel right in Rob's path...could I blame it on Brian?"
Rob: "I am really gonna need a foot massage..." ::turns and glances at Paul::
Brian: "Oh no, I can't see where I'm shuffling...my hair is in my face! CRAAAPPP!!"
Ben: "...short and stout..."
Paul: "What year is this? 1992?"
Adam: ::teetering percariously onstage:: "WOW...it's a looong way down if I fall...musn't fall, musn't fall!!"
Rob: "Did I actually write this sh*t?"
Brian: "Hmmm...I need some more striped shirts...I think I'll go shopping Saturday..yeah..I could use some laxitives too.."
Kyle: "Holy sh*t I think a bee just flew into my beard....oh no..."
Paul: "Hey..I wonder what color my hair is...I can't remember..hmmm.."
Adam: "Now where did Timmy run off to?"
Rob: ::someone throws a Furby onstage:: "Oooh a Furby! I can teach it how to swear!"
Ben: "...there's my handle..."
Paul: "I could've been the lead singer if it wasnt for that damn Rob."
Brian: "...I'm gonna need a new pair of glasses too..I wonder where my other ones went..they just disappeared.."
Adam: ::laughing to self:: "I wonder if Brian's figured out I took his glasses!" ::laughs gleefully::
Rob: "I wish I had worn underwear...these leather pants are really chafing me.."
Ben: "...and there's my spout!"
Kyle: ::playing guitar with his teeth:: "Oh crap, my tooth is stuck...ok gotta act cool..." ::five minutes later:: "Um..a little help here?"
Paul: "Aww geez, I need to go to the bathroom..." ::squirming::
Brian: ::notices Adam laughing:: "I bet he took my glasses...that's it, I'm gonna sign him up for the Vanilla Ice Fan Club!"
Paul: "Hmm...drum...empty...bladder...full.....no one would even notice....."
Adam: "Dang..where's my apple juice? I put it here somewh......WOAH!!!!! ::hear sounds of amps falling over:: owwww..."
Paul: "Ahhh....much better...."
Rob: "Oh yeah...after the show...PORN BABY!!!! PORN!"
Brian: "Hey, that girl in the audience is pretty hot..oh..no..wait...that's a cross dresser...hey that cross-dresser in the audience is pretty hot!"
Paul: "Band?? I'm in a band!!?"
Kyle: "I'm too sexy for my shirt..too sexy for my shirt..so sexy it hurts..."
Adam: "Sing a little higher and people'll think I'm inhaling helium between shows."
Ben: "I wonder what they would do if I took off my shirt..."
Brian: "Whoooa...down boy...."
Rob: "I'm hungry."
Kyle: "Hey..I wonder whatever happened to my Alf sneakers..."
Ben: "Cool it ladies..all in good time..all in good time."
Adam: "Look at me damn you! Not Rob! Look!"
Unidentified band member: "Damn, he's HOT!!!"