Mötley crüe as a metaphor for me

Warning: adult language, wine trigger links — and sex drugs rock and roll

Fuck I did not love those guys. No. Noooooooooooooooo.

But last night I was enjoying some time to myself and I had finished dialling my parents, my parent’s friends, my belle-soeur and my besties, and I finally found myself on Netflix.

Netflix, for some god-damned unknown creepy reason only known to Marc Randolph, Reed Hastings, and most likely Jeff Bezos and Mark Zuckerberg, showed me the 80’s blitz Mötley Crüe movie up on top. I could not resist. I am an 80’s original after all. I fucking lived my life in the 80’s. Well some weird part of it anyway.

So I’m watching this show and I’m like HOLY SHIT MOTLEY CRUE WHOSE MUSIC I NEVER LIKED IS LIKE A METAPHOR FOR MY BRAIN AND THUS for THE ENTIRE FUCKING UNIVERSE

you see how this shit disturbs me

so I am like Nikki Six WTF this guy is crazy sad beautiful and I dated several versions of him, thank god that’s over

and I am like Tommy Lee OMG that is me *

and I am like Mick Mars that guy is who I wanna be **

and I am like Vince Neil duuuuuuuude I want those leopard pants ***

and that is all.

Please don’t watch that show it’s horribly suggestive.

i.e. sex drugs rock and roll.

____

Footnotes, redigés sans vin:

*    er, no, actually
**  can’t remember why
*** those do sound good

Note: This post has been sitting (miraculously!) unpublished in my WP drafts folder since March 24th, 01:58 (a.m.). Pisane winem. Spring cleaning in progress — decided it was time to delete it or share it. Sharing won out, today. :)) 

Nadine inhales & exhales words & images from current vantage point in Zone of Emptiness, France. Thank you for reading. ❤︎

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