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Post by TM on Sept 8, 2012 19:22:27 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2012 20:01:25 GMT -5
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Post by Nonfatman on Sept 11, 2012 4:54:04 GMT -5
You could title this one: Blow Eddie. Blow.  Jeff |
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Post by TM on Sept 11, 2012 9:46:43 GMT -5
 Ian, working on his snake charming. |
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Post by Fullfrontalbuddha on Sept 11, 2012 11:16:54 GMT -5
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Post by jtul07 on Sept 11, 2012 12:09:23 GMT -5
 "Ian went down to Georgia" "Oops."
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Post by Icy Lucifer on Sept 11, 2012 13:15:39 GMT -5
Ageing rock star practices silent flute. |
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Post by lordmarcovan on Sept 12, 2012 9:57:36 GMT -5
If you don't like it, right up... yours!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2013 13:10:34 GMT -5
although the previous caption might just work.... Caption this....  An anecdote of little value and spurious content from Geral's FB page: "Many years ago, The Jolly Jethros like the odd jape or two. On passing through Frankfurt Airport and transferring between two terminals, Ian and Dave Pegg noticed Dr Muller's Sex Shop - a well known and rather odd airport shop in the concourse. Strung with beaded curtains and filled with all kinds of goodies and baddies, the temptation proved too much for Peggy, who insisted they go in. After a few minutes marveling at the weird and tacky contents, they noticed the rather odd, drumstick-shaped Anal Intruder, hygienically-packed and ready for action. After a futile search for a matched companion so as to make it a pair of "drumsticks" for drummer Doane Perry, they gave up and bought just the one. Dave and IA had no cash on them so Dave used his credit card. Of course, wife Christine found the credit card receipt in sue course and Dave was suitably chastised in spite of protestations to the effect that it was a gift for a friend.... The Anal Intruder spent the next several years appearing and reappearing on many a tour in spite of the attempts by Doane to stash it waste bins, leave behind in dressing rooms or to otherwise dispose of it. It was always rescued by a roadie and lived to appear another day, usually on the end of a piece of fishing line from the lighting rig where it would come to rest a couple of feet above Doane's head, bathed in a spotlight, during his drum solo. The audience loved it. Doane wasn't quite sure. After some ten years, it has finally surfaced again during the current rehearsals when Scott Hammond was searching for a spare pair of sticks in an old flight case in the studio". See photos. |
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"Ian went down to Georgia" 
