The alarm woke me up at 2:30AM and in an awe-inspiring display of masculinity and raw power I yanked its chord from the hotel wall socket, inadvertently flinging the clock across the room with it. I didn’t know my own strength. And my road manager lay dumbfounded and useless in his bed…laughing at me…and wanting to talk about what just happened. I ignored him, offering no explanation, for none was needed, and slept on.
Or you can believe this other guy’s story.
Shawn says:
I like “the other guys” version much better. We all know that a story with so much detail, history, and facts is much more entertaing (which means it must be true) than some guy saying I accidently threw the alarm clock across the room.
In psychology that is called minimalization and rationalization.
Usually following an episode like this, said rock star is supposed to check into rehab, or at a minimun, anger management classes.
Unless there’s a denial issue…
Brody Harper says:
… and for the record… Modest, really is Hottest….
ally simpson says:
emmmm i can see Brody’s nipples in that picture so ahhhh i guess i believe you shaun, any guy who displays his nipples so flamboyantly is slightly scary to me
Brody Harper says:
… or those are buttons on the pockets of my shirt underneath… although it was pretty cold in that Christian bookstore.
Adam Haynes says:
I’m just glad I’m not the only musician who finds it hard to spell “cord” C-O-R-D, instead of C-H-O-R-D. Thanks Shaun for your encouragement.
By the way, alarm clocks are from satan himself and should all be thrown against the wall.
ally simpson says:
oooooh brody i am embarrassed!! hehe nice buttons!!
Mark says:
I’m sorry, Shaun, but this display of your lack of self control at 2:30 AM is highly troubling to me. And the fact that you would lie about it is even worse.
I will be praying you repent soon.
And that you remember to check the alarm before going to bed.
(Way too funny.)