You resent Kyle Deerbone more and more during this tour. So bland and lifeless yet so full of pride and rage. You have had to put up with so many screaming fits of his. He threatens to fire you two or three times a week. He has fired four other rhoadies so far and he even beat one up with the help of a couple of his burly bodyguards. So fucking full of himself. Cock sucker probably keeps his shit in a shrine cause it don't stink like yours or mine. Well anyway. Kyle is on stage giving a right wing rant about Mollkins causing all of our problems when a couple shots ring out. Deerbone's head flies back ad he falls twitching a gross death dance. You are frightened and shocked but within a few minutes you are glad. You just lost a job but hell that prick was such an ugly smear of the human veil its good to have him dead.