Lemme Show My Neck... Redneck That Is

So I'm obviously not afraid to admit that I rocked out with my cuck out this past summer seeing the Crue in Memphis and Little Rock. But I'm from Lower Alabama so I can get away with that.

My rock idols from a nether-life, eh?

So then I decide to read their autobiography: The Dirt. Let me say that these guys are by no means "nice folk." I figured they'd turn on a bad boy act on stage then return to a normal life afterwards. Boy, how stupid am I? Fighting and fq'ing anything that moves, an inability to form any meaningful relationships and a complete disregard for others (even themselves).

And what strikes me most? They ALL had phucked up family lives-- lack of parents or abusive parents or parents who just did not care to love or discipline their children. I don't think that's a coincidence. I think these guys had tremendous artistic talent but could not seem to get themselves together enough to piece meal more than one good album together-- Nikki Sixx says that all their albums we're fueled by fighting, heavy drugs and alcohol and each sh1tty album prior to Dr. Feelgood caused them to teter on the verge of extinction.

So I won't be reading any parenting books written by the Crue; but I hope they come back to Memfuss.