Not me again...
My dad told me a story about how he met Bon Jovi in Moscow.

It was still soviet USSR in those days and there were only two hotels that Westerners stayed in. Bon Jovi were playing Moscow at the time and they happened to be staying in the same hotel.

On their last night before leaving for the UK, my dad and his pals had decided to have a bit of a party in the hotel bar and stockpiled as many bottles of vodka as they could. Bon Jovi came back to the hotel after their show to find they couldn't get a drink because the six scousers in the corner had bought it all.

So they came over to try and buy a bottle and get told to either sit down or fuck off. Jon BJ got the hump and went to his room but the rest of the band stayed and joined the party.


I thought it was a bullshit story until I saw the photos...
(Buster Gonad needs to borrow your wheelbarrow on, Thu 1 Jun 2006, 13:04, Reply)