Clean Up | By : Ipsemes Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Green Day Views: 2091 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I HAVE NO TIES TO GREEN DAY. The events in this story are totally fictional. Though it would be amusing to watch. Enjoy and leave lots of reviews!
“Let’s play the fuckin show dude! Mark exclaimed as Blink took the stage.
This was the pop disaster tour, Green Day, Blink 182, Jimmy Eat World, and Kut U Up.
Billie Joe, Mike, and Tre stood back stage jamming to their friends set while they waited for their turn to play.
Billie Joe was more excited tonight than normal, he had forgotten to eat again and on an empty stomach his Paxil gave him an abnormal amount of energy. That … mixed with whatever alcohol and mixed drinks he had consumed throughout the day waiting for the show.
When their time came, Billie gave his band mates an unnecessary motivational speech. Despite their annoyance Mike and Tre allowed him to ramble because, well because it was Billie.
“Alright guys, were gonna go out there and were gonna rock, we are gonna blow those fans away, we are gonna kick ass!”
“Yeah kick ass” Tre mockingly added.
But the sarcasm was lost on Billie’s hyper state of mind
“Woohoo, lets go Mikey!” and with a football style ass pat they took the stage.
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They did rock, they did blow the fans away, and they did kick ass!
They played their normal set with the added layer of their front mans overly excited crowd pleasing.
After the show the bands reconvened in the common back stage room. These rooms always had an impressive spread for the bands. Ranging from ham and cheese trays to parmesan risotto, and there was always a veritable liquor store at their fingertips.
But having been the last band to go on, Green Day had missed out on most of the food.
Suddenly Billie’s lack of nourishment for the day hit him like a brick. And he was famished.
“Where’s the fucking food man?!?! I’m fucking hungry and you assholes ate all the food!”
“Calm down dude just order some from one of the vendor guys.” Mark said, unaware of Billie’s hunger and paxil induced state.
Just as Billie began to fly off the handle a man entered the room carrying a sheet cake for the men.
“Calm down?!?!”
Billie ambushed the cake man and sent it flying at Mark. However as Mark escaped the path of the desert Mike entered the room and was assaulted by frosting.
“What the fuck Mike! Why’d you get in the way?”
“What the fuck to you!? You threw a cake at me!”
“No I threw a cake at Mark!”
“Well, I usually eat my cake, not wear it, and considering I am not normally covered in frosting, I’d say you threw it at me.”
In a fit of embarrassment and rage Billie fled the room for their private suite.
Mike followed close after.
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