Originally Posted by xxxjay

You know what the odd thing was about the whole situation. I used to be friends with the guy. I never had a cross word with him until he busted down a door and punched me in a side of the head when I wasn't looking.

So you are claiming find going to my friends pool party I put myself in a bad situation?

Get real asshole.





Dumbass, the whole point of this thing is it is a book about my life. Lemmy always was going to be in there. If you'd even bothered to read that thing, you wouldn't know that I gave him a copy of his own album from back in the day because all of the record companies ripped them off until the early 90s.

And also if you read the blog, I also state that I'm not going chronologically, so seeing as Lemmy died, it made sense to write about it, but you obviously have no clue what the creative processes so go fuck yourself you fucking twat