BECAUSE THIS ITEM HAS GRACED THE VERY ISLES OF CONSUMERISM!
HAPPY FUN TIME...
CONTINUED FROM BEFORE...
"Yeah, I thought we should play it, since you sang it with Rory and the Hurricanes and all... Welcome you in the group."
"Sounds great- Love that song... Solo sounds good!"
"Thanks..." George looked down at his callused fingers with a smile. He admired the drummer, getting past his tough looks and grey streak he was the nicest of all of them that played at the clubs.
"Think we should get started soon, ready?" John asked, setting up a microphone. "This one should be good, if it isn't then the next one."
"To the toppermost of the poppermost, Johny!" Paul exclaimed, then the other three. "To the toppermost of the poppermost!" They walked out of the small, dark room and onto a stage to greet an eager audience. They had went from four boys from Liverpool to being what would later become the biggest band rock music has ever known.
WELL, NOW I'M TIRED, PEACE AND LOVE, PEACE AND LOVE, AND I AM NOW 5186 DAYS OLD!!! =D