I can't stand Guns and Roses; irritating, clichéd repetitive hair-rock with some bloke using a guitar as a penis and the singer exaggerating every vowel with a voice that sounds like he's getting a red hot poker shoved up his arse while someone wrenches his balls off with a pair of pliers. It's grotty, unimaginative American pulp, and there's a programmer here playing it all day long. Arrrggghhh!
Should I kill him?
Should I kill him?
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