He plays the guitar very well. Those fingers are very flexible. I know something else they could play with...
Stone Slayer. Bad boy rockstar.
Loose cannon with a hot body. Those eyes. That face. That body. That voice.
I mean, he takes his shirt off on stage and millions of women watching all around the world drop their panties...
So what happens when this rock god becomes the subject of my next interview?
Do I handle myself in a professional manner and ask him those hard hitting questions that do justice to my journalism degree?
Uhmm, that's exactly what I do - in Imaginary Land!
No, ten minutes with this rock & roll icon and he and I are making sweet, sweet music together.But what happens when the record stops? When the last track is played?
Is he taking me platinum?
Or am I just a one hit wonder?