queen makes everything better

   “Why are you groaning like that? What’s wrong with Dio?”
   “I can’t take him seriously. Come on, have you ever seen the music video for Holy Diver? There’s just something about the way he sings. Makes me think of Steven Tyler.”
   “Oh, for heaven’s sake! What’s wrong with him? I love Aerosmith.”
   “He has a big mouth.”
   “So?”
   “He looks funny.”
   “Well, you look like a woman, but you don’t-FUCK! That hurt!”
   “Next time it will be harder.”
   “Not while I’m driving! I don’t need to end up in a ditch. I happen to like this car.”
   “Then don’t say I look like a chick.”
   “Fine. You are the manliest man I ever did lay my eyes upon.”
   “Now you’re just being ridiculous.”
   “I try.”
   “Don’t you fucking touch that dial! I love Rush.”
   “Why do you get to change it when Dio comes on, but I have to suffer through Geddy Lee’s wailing? He needs to grow a set of balls.”
   “I adore him. I think it’s the glasses.”
   “He makes me think of John Lennon.”
   “You wish you were John Lennon.”
   “I would make an awesome John Lennon.”
   “I can’t stand the Beatles.”
   “Yeah... me neither.”
   “There, I changed it. No more Lee wailing.”
   “Ah, good old Great White.”
   “I don’t like this guy either.”
   “What is wrong with you?”
   “I have high standards?”
   “Hair metal bands don’t have standards.”
   “You’re just saying that because you don’t have any standards. You listen to fucking Aerosmith for crissakes.”
   “There is absolutely nothing wrong with Aerosmith. At least I don’t listen to Bon Jovi.”
   “80s Bon Jovi is perfectly acceptable and sensible music.”
   “The fucker sold his soul to Pop Rock. The proverbial devil, if there was any.”
   “We live in Jersey; you have to love Bon Jovi. At least its not as bad as what Pete Burns did to himself.”
   “Please, please, please don’t remind me. I used to fantasize about that man.”
   “Really? Somehow, I’m not surprised. He was pretty.”
   “Oh, please. He was sex on two legs. Don’t deny it.”
   “Too much, too much.”
   “Just what were you doing in the eighties?”
   “Probably not what you were doing in the eighties.”
   “I gathered that much, asshole.”
   “Nothing, actually. I moved from place to place, following bands with an irritated Ace in tow. Things were easier back then. Took up some odd jobs here and there, but mostly just enjoyed the fact that most of the men looked girlier than me. I actually dated a guy in a hair metal band around this time.”
   “Most of those guys have seen better days.”
   “I agree with you fully there. All of that drug shit and drinking finally caught up with them.”
   “Can you believe that Dee Snider still does that whole bit?”
   “You mean the crazy pink fishnet football outfit thing with the wild blonde hair and makeup?”
   “Hell yeah.”
   “He’s got to be in his fifties. I’m impressed. I saw them play once in Jersey, Klaus Nomi opened up for them.”
   “You gotta be shittin me? Klaus fucking Nomi? I would pay to go back in time to see that. That’s the weirdest fuckin line-up ever. That’s like getting Dashboard Confessional to open up for Metallica.”
   “If you listen to them I’m going to have to kill you.”
   “Who? Dashboard or Metallica?”
   “I hate you.”
   “You only say that because deep down you secretly want me.”
   “Darius, get your head out of your pants.”
   “Sorry.”
   “In your opinion, greatest band of all time?”
   “Led Zeppelin, hands down.”
   “Holy shit. We actually agree on something.”
   “I didn’t think that was allowed to happen. All right. What, if I may, is your favorite song?”
   “I abhor this question. I can never choose between Zep’s Achilles Last Stand or the Stone’s Sympathy for the Devil.”
   “I can’t listen to that song without thinking about Tom Cruise, and not just Cruise as Lestat, but Scientology Cruise. He just went fucking crazy! I love it!”
   “Thank you so much. You just ruined my favorite song for me. Fuckin’ Cruise.”
   “I thought you couldn’t decide on a favorite.”
   “Well, apparently its Last Stand now. Thank you for choosing for me.”
   “My absolute favorite song is Big Balls by AC/DC.
   I’ve got big balls, I’ve got big balls, they’re such big balls!"
   “FUCK YOU DARIUS.”
   “Sorry! I’ve got a disease!”
   “You are obnoxious.”
   “I get that a lot.”
   “Queen!”