haha. I smell stalker.
'still got the hots for becky,eh?

ya know, back then I was a newbie roadie fresh from the sticks and the only thing more terrifying to me than the banking was the thought of having both my arms plucked out by that cute little blonde girl with the thighs as big as my waist (past tense). besides she always seemed to have an entourage of big ulgy trackkies sniffin' about so deep that photo op's didn't happen easily.