I was on such a high after my band played our first big show the other night. Of course, someone had to come along and try to ruin everything.
Post-obliterating set, we left the stage and gave each other high fives before mixing it up with the crowd. Since I drank about a gallon of water and washed it down with a couple of beers while I was on stage, it wasn’t long before I had to visit the little boys’ room. As I made my way to the restroom I noticed this exceptionally beautiful girl following closely behind me. I figured she was making her way to the women’s room. No big deal. Just as I was pushing open the men’s room door, the girl grabbed my studded leather belt, looked straight into my eyes and asked, “you need a hand with that?”