you are at a runaways concert.
you think; 'it is so hard to be a man in today's society. i can't get laid. i have a bowl cut. no one understands me.' and 'they dont get what its like to listen to the ramone's all alone. virginity.'
you see joan jett and youre like 'yo whats up'. she stares at you and smiles. you smile cause she smiled. the show ends and she comes off stage, ignoring all her lesbian lovers.
she comes to you. you are shocked.
'hey'
'hey joan jett'
'i want to show you something'
'ok'
you follow her as she walks through the crowd into a room.
she closes the door behind her.
'is this my moment?' you think.
looking back at joan, you watch her pull out a hand gun.
'joan my girl what are you doing'
'ive been sent here by elton john. we are exterminating virgins with bowl cuts'
'is that why johnny ramone died yesterday?' you ask.
'no' joan responds.
'you're also a guy n i only like girls i am sorry'
joan holds up the handgun and shoots you.
then you are dead.
