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Okay guys these are some tough questions you up for
Gerard: Go for it
Skittles or M&Ms?
Mikey: SKITTLES!!!!!!!!!!!f**k YES SKITTLES!!!!
Gerard: wow uh, yeah have to agree with Mikey on that.
Skittles all the way.
Frank: I prefer sweet stuff over chocolate anytime.
Ray: Dude no way M&Ms are way better
Frank: But they all taste the same!!!! Put some variety
in your life man!!!!
Bob: Gummy bears
Gerard: Dumbass that wasnt one of the choices
Bob: ..oh well it is now.
Just so you know I didnt come up with this one:
Which would you rather do impregnate a cow or
eat road kill squirrel?
Frank: Are there any alternate answers?
Gerard: Id rather eat road kill anything than get near a
Mikey: he hates cows. But seriously eating a road kill
squirrel? That would be just plain weird. And
Gerard: Cows smell like s**t.
Frank: How about neither
Ray: Cmon Frankie you know you wanna f**k a cow or
Frank: WHAT!!!! THATS PLAIN WRONG!!!
Bob: Dude impregnating a cow just means you stick-
Mikey: EEEEWWWW!!!!!KEEP IT PG-13!!!PG-13!!!!!
So whats the meanest thing your band mates have
ever done to you while on tour?
Ray: Dont even get me started the list could go on
Gerard: Come on. You know we pick on Mikey more than
Frank: Weve all had our days.
Gerard:once you guys fucked up my samich and let me eat
I always thought it was sandwich
Gerard: When mikey was little he would say samich and it
just kind of stuck.
Bob: tell her what they did to the sandwich!!!
Mikey: Oh God NOOO!!!!!
Gerard: I was making a tuna and whip cream samich and I
left for a second to go check on something.
When I came back my samich was no longer whip
cream and tuna it was Mikeys c** and tuna. It
was so fucking disgusting. I swear Ill get you
back for that.
Mikey: Yeah and you did. I remember this one time when
you and Frankie zipped me up in a sleeping bag
and dumped my in the pool at that one Sheraton
hotel because I wouldnt go up to that creepy
floor with you guys.
What was so creepy about it?
Gerard: There was this fucking psycho Satanists cult up
there and Mikey was scared shitless.
Ray: those guys were so cool
Frank: there was this one guy who was chasing us around
the floor they were on and shouting at us in
latin. Or I think it was latin. We really
pissed them off. I guess he was trying to curse
us or something.
Do you guys believe in that kind of thing?
Gerard: well weve had a few incidents with a Ouijia
board and were all very superstitious.
Frank: dont go walking under ladders.
Okay new subject. Again I did not have anything to
do with the making up of this question. Boxers
briefs man thong or commando.
Mikey: (laughing so hard he fell off the chair)
Frank: MAN THONGS ALL THE WAY!!!!
Gerard: f**k YEAH!!!!!
Ray: boxers for me thanks
Bob: No comment
Mikey: AHHH hes commando arent you?
Bob: like I said no comment.
Gerard:GROSS!!!!!I AM NOT SITTING NEXT TO YOU
OK a friend wanted to know what you really do in
Gerard: Well I take long hot pleasurable showers, and I
touch and scrub my whole entire body.
Oh Mikey youve thought about that before
Mikey: Eeeeewwwww NO!
Gerard: Dont deny it!
Mikey: Shut up back to the question.
Gerard: That is part of the question.
Frank: you guys are fucked up.
Hey Mikey, dont you take toasters in the bath?
Gerard: YES he does!
Mikey: Well not anymore, every once in a while I do
like to watch T.V. in the bath but I guess it's
not a safe thing to do!
Frank: Youre such a dumbass!
Okay this ones for Frankie. Have you ever thought
about one of your band mates in a sexual way
and if so who?
Frank: Yes actually. But it was nothing too dirty or
anything. I just-there was this one pair of
pants he had that really showed off his *** and
Gerard: Yeah everyone knows Im sexy.
Definitely Gerard. Anyway one of your fans wanted
to know how far youve gotten with Bert
Gerard: OkayI havent fucked him havent sucked him or
vice-versa. But I have seen him naked.
Frank: I think Bob and Ray left us.
Mikey: Wussies cant handle the sex talk
Gerard: Youre one to be talking.
Mikey: f**k YOU!
Gerard: f**k YOURSELF!
Mikey: GO f**k A COW!
Gerard: GO f**k A TOASTER AND TURN IT ON!
Mikey: GO f**k YOUR MOM!
Gerard: SHES YOUR MOM TOO DUMBASS!!!!
okay I think its safe to say that this interview is
Frank: On behalf of all the rest of MCR and myself WELL
SEE YA AT THE SHOW!!!!
Gerard: GO f**k A WHALE!!!!
Mikey: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY THAT IM NOT
INTERESTED IN YOU LIKE THAT GERARD!!!
loud,outspoken,tough,eat your face,but when it comes to her
boys, she becomes the opposite
Back Up Vocals: Chelsea
The moonlight shone through the open bus window as it
cruised down the highway. Their next destination was
Virginia Beach, USA and they were about half way there when
a sleepy, dark-haired teen awoke to the moon softly
caressing her face, lighting up the small sleeping
compartment of the bus. She sat next to the wide open
window and rubbed her eyes. â€˜The moon is so bright tonight.â€™
She thought to herself, examining the shadow of her hand on
the seat. The wind of the moving vehicle lifted her long
brown hair off her shoulders, twisting and whipping the
tendrils around her neck and face as she continued to gaze
at the moon, thinking of how far theyâ€™ve come from a small
town band to a touring sensation. Emily had really been the
push to get everyone together, what with her sudden My
Chemical Romance obsession. She smiled as she remembered
squealing with her friends over their first gig. Emâ€™s voice
still run clear in her ears â€œMaybe weâ€™ll be bigger then My
Chem! Ya think, Chels?!â€ She has squealed, hugging her
friend and jumping up and down. Of course that had been a
statement of excitement, a mere moment of giggly joy. But
now that they were actually HERE, touring as the opening
band for My Chemical Romance, they might have a shot at it.
The reality of the situation, thankfully, evaded Chelsea
most of the time. But when it did hit her, like everything
else, she was torn apart by the utter realness of it all. It
was almost too overwhelming to even consider becoming more
famous them MCR. It wasnâ€™t possible. Nope, would never
happen. But then, what about after the tour? What then?
She turned her mind away from the whirlwind of questions
and to the sound of footsteps on the floor. Emily turned the
corner and walked up to her friend, slippers softly scraping
the floor. Taking a seat, she turned to her friend, still
staring at the moon.
â€œYou wanna tell me whatâ€™s wrong?â€ Just like Em, always to
the point. â€œNo, not reallyâ€¦â€ Chelsea replied.
â€œCome on, you know Iâ€™m gonna hear it sooner or later. Out
with it.â€ She nodded her head towards the moon-drunk girl
in front of her. Chelsea smiled, still admiring the moon,
and chuckled. â€œJust thinkingâ€¦â€
She sighed. â€œ â€˜Bout what?â€ Emily crossed her legs and looked
towards the moon as well.
â€œOh, you know,â€ Chelsea replied. â€œ Stuffâ€¦ The Tour, the
band, homeâ€¦â€ She gestured towards the moon. â€œ Our life in
generalâ€¦I meanâ€¦Oh I donâ€™t know what the hell I meanâ€¦â€
Chelsea laughed and got up. â€œSorry to wake you, Em. Iâ€™m
just being moody.
Now come on, we got to get to sleep. The showâ€™s tomorrow and
I donâ€™t think Geeâ€™d be happy if the opening band fell asleep
on their instruments.â€