James was tuning his гитара and Lars was installing new drum heads. Lars broke the turning key for his kit.
“Yo, James could I borrow a wrench?”
“Yeah sure, why?”
“I broke the turning key.”
“Ok, here Ты go.”
Kirk came into the room, “Lars Ты gotta work on your timing!”
“Dude, it’s the fucking amp that’s messed up!”
“So you’re saying I have to replace my shit?”
“It’s probably blown.”
Lars’ son Myles walked in, “Dad, I need help with my homework.”
“Ok, I’ll help you.”
James approached Lars’ drum kit. James put his finger to his mouth as if to say, “Shh!” James grabbed the sticks and started bashing on the kit. Lars soon came in.
“Fuck Ты James!”
James laughed until his guts bled. Kirk picked up James’ гитара and started shredding it.
“Hey! Ты never shred your guitar, why mine?”
“‘Cause it’s not mine man!”
“Seriously?”
“Now Ты know how Lars feels.”
James put Lars’ sticks away, and Lars randomly came in.
“Thanks Kirk!”
“No problem man!”
“Screw this,” James said, “I’m gonna go hang out with Rob.”
James came to Rob.
“My бас, бас-гитара string broke.”
“Can’t I at least get a hello first?”
“Can Ты hand me that pack of strings?”
“I have my own гитара crisis and I have to take care of our bassists’ бас, бас-гитара strings.”
“Well, jeez sorry, at least Ты have a бас, бас-гитара player.”
James thought, “Good point.”
Kirk came up do Lars, “Ok, Lars, this is how Ты strum a guitar.”
“Screw you, Kirk,” Lars said.
“Ok, so first Ты take a гитара pick. It looks like this.”
“I get it!”
“Then Ты lightly fling the string with it.”
“This is how Ты hit a drum. First Ты grab a stick, then Ты collide the stick and drum together.”
“Thanks for that lesson.”
“Thanks for yours.”
James came in, “Rob is too boring.”
“Not as boring as Kirk.”
Lars went to the room with Rob.
“Hey, Lars, can Ты grab those бас, бас-гитара strings?”
“Yeah, here.”
Kirk approached James, “Alright, James, this is how Ты strum a guitar.”
“Yes like this.”
James strummed.
“No like this.”
Kirk also strummed.
“I bet Ты can’t sing.”
“Are Ты sure?”
“Yup.”
Kirk started Пение King Nothing. It might as well have broken glass according to James’ ears.
“That was terrible.”
“Oh James, Always trying to be the best.”
Lars came out, “Alright Kirk, it’s your turn.”
“For what?”
“To become bored by Rob.”
“It’s better than James.”
Lars laughed, “I that thought being bored out my mind was better than you. It isn’t.”
“I’m me, James is James, it’s worse.”
“At least he doesn’t give me lame гитара lessons.”
“Good times,” James said, “Good times.”
James snatch the sticks out of Lars’ hands and bashed on his kit.
“Hey stop that!”
Lars started playing on James’ guitar. Both sounded terrible on each other’s instruments. Lars turned on the mic and started singing. Reversed, they sounded terrible, well at least Lars did. Either way, it was metal.
Kirk and Rob came out to the racket.
“That’s noise pollution!”
“We sound so awesome,” Lars сказал(-а) sarcastically.
James threw the sitcks to the ground. Lars grabed the sticks and played.
“James, I’m a real drummer, learn from me.”
“Lars, Ты were the one that sounded like shit on that guitar.”
“Really?”
“Really!”
“It’s true, that was bad,” Rob said.
“Alright I’m going to bed. I wonder if any Фаны want to Присоединиться me.”
“No one would, Lars,” Kirk said.
Lars went to постель, кровати and the rest of the guys bashed and played.
Note: James is actually a talented drummer
“Yo, James could I borrow a wrench?”
“Yeah sure, why?”
“I broke the turning key.”
“Ok, here Ты go.”
Kirk came into the room, “Lars Ты gotta work on your timing!”
“Dude, it’s the fucking amp that’s messed up!”
“So you’re saying I have to replace my shit?”
“It’s probably blown.”
Lars’ son Myles walked in, “Dad, I need help with my homework.”
“Ok, I’ll help you.”
James approached Lars’ drum kit. James put his finger to his mouth as if to say, “Shh!” James grabbed the sticks and started bashing on the kit. Lars soon came in.
“Fuck Ты James!”
James laughed until his guts bled. Kirk picked up James’ гитара and started shredding it.
“Hey! Ты never shred your guitar, why mine?”
“‘Cause it’s not mine man!”
“Seriously?”
“Now Ты know how Lars feels.”
James put Lars’ sticks away, and Lars randomly came in.
“Thanks Kirk!”
“No problem man!”
“Screw this,” James said, “I’m gonna go hang out with Rob.”
James came to Rob.
“My бас, бас-гитара string broke.”
“Can’t I at least get a hello first?”
“Can Ты hand me that pack of strings?”
“I have my own гитара crisis and I have to take care of our bassists’ бас, бас-гитара strings.”
“Well, jeez sorry, at least Ты have a бас, бас-гитара player.”
James thought, “Good point.”
Kirk came up do Lars, “Ok, Lars, this is how Ты strum a guitar.”
“Screw you, Kirk,” Lars said.
“Ok, so first Ты take a гитара pick. It looks like this.”
“I get it!”
“Then Ты lightly fling the string with it.”
“This is how Ты hit a drum. First Ты grab a stick, then Ты collide the stick and drum together.”
“Thanks for that lesson.”
“Thanks for yours.”
James came in, “Rob is too boring.”
“Not as boring as Kirk.”
Lars went to the room with Rob.
“Hey, Lars, can Ты grab those бас, бас-гитара strings?”
“Yeah, here.”
Kirk approached James, “Alright, James, this is how Ты strum a guitar.”
“Yes like this.”
James strummed.
“No like this.”
Kirk also strummed.
“I bet Ты can’t sing.”
“Are Ты sure?”
“Yup.”
Kirk started Пение King Nothing. It might as well have broken glass according to James’ ears.
“That was terrible.”
“Oh James, Always trying to be the best.”
Lars came out, “Alright Kirk, it’s your turn.”
“For what?”
“To become bored by Rob.”
“It’s better than James.”
Lars laughed, “I that thought being bored out my mind was better than you. It isn’t.”
“I’m me, James is James, it’s worse.”
“At least he doesn’t give me lame гитара lessons.”
“Good times,” James said, “Good times.”
James snatch the sticks out of Lars’ hands and bashed on his kit.
“Hey stop that!”
Lars started playing on James’ guitar. Both sounded terrible on each other’s instruments. Lars turned on the mic and started singing. Reversed, they sounded terrible, well at least Lars did. Either way, it was metal.
Kirk and Rob came out to the racket.
“That’s noise pollution!”
“We sound so awesome,” Lars сказал(-а) sarcastically.
James threw the sitcks to the ground. Lars grabed the sticks and played.
“James, I’m a real drummer, learn from me.”
“Lars, Ты were the one that sounded like shit on that guitar.”
“Really?”
“Really!”
“It’s true, that was bad,” Rob said.
“Alright I’m going to bed. I wonder if any Фаны want to Присоединиться me.”
“No one would, Lars,” Kirk said.
Lars went to постель, кровати and the rest of the guys bashed and played.
Note: James is actually a talented drummer