"I bet they wish they could fuck you. Too bad they're too far up their own asses to not know if you're a boy or girl. Thick wankers."

Billy couldn't be fucked to deal with losers like that. Him and his brother would give the media shit if they picked on Ziggy and the rest of the band. His own band, The Hell's Angels, were hard-core rockers who gave no fucks. They lived for music, hard booze, drugs and sex.

"Sounds good. Hunter's band is getting pretty famous around these parts. I've seen a few of his performances on the television. He's good. That guitarist, Rik, he can really lay down some fucking awesome riffs with that 18 stringed monster he's got."

Yes, Billy noticed.