You have been fighting a lot lately with Donnie Biscuit the drummer and Milky Markerlickous over the direction of the sound. They want to go darker and harder. They want more presence in the band over You and the guitar player Snides Contly who is trying to stay neutral in the whole thing. You get out your outfit for the night and you see the word Asshole and Prick have been spray painted on your four hundred dollar threads. It has to have been Biscuit or Makerlickous. Your stuff is ending up missing or vandalised. This is the last fucking straw. You throw the garments into Milkey's face. "You fucking pricks!", You scream. They just laugh and mock you. "Fuck you pricks! Find another singer within two hours I quit! Stop the fucking bus". The bus driver won't stop so you stalk over and slap him hard in the face. "Stop fucking now or I'll drive this bus off the God damn road!". He stops. You gather your suitcase and exit the bus answering the band's begging for you to stay. You wave goodbye with your middle finger. The bus pulls away as you start walking down the road.