Slash, Duff and Steve sitting in the studio, waiting for Axl and Izzy.
Slash: Dude where's that redhead fucker?
Duff: I don't know... But I'm sure he won't be late always and shit... I don't think he's the kind of guy to keep anybody waiting.
Slash: Whatever dude... We need a drummer.
Steve: I'm a drummer.
Slash: Shut up.
Duff: I don't know man... I can play drums.
Steve: Dudes I'm a fucking drummer.
Slash: Who the fuck are you?
Steve: I'm...
Slash: Whatever dude... Duff, you can't do both drums and bass dude, concerts will be pretty complicated for ya.
Duff: I don�t know man... What you drinking?
Steve: Dudes! I'M A FUCKING DRUMMER!!!
Slash: Jack Daniels.
Duff: I'm not a heavy drinker myself... lemme try. *Takes bottle from Slash*.
Steve: Fuck you, guys...
*Izzy walks in*
Slash: Hey Izzy where's the other fucker?
*Axl bursts in the door*
Axl: DO YOU KNOW WHERE THE FUCK YOU ARE???????????????????????
*Everybody looks at Axl*
Slash: What the fuck dude...
Axl: You wanna piece of me, homefuck???? Come on! Get in the ring!!!! I'm a kick your punk ass.
Slash: Whatever dude... Can you sing?
Axl: Yeah I can do that. Do we have a drummer?
Steve: Yes.
Slash: Duff'll play drums till we find someone else.
Steve: JESUS CHRIST!!!!
Axl: No! I don't like it that way!
Slash: Whatever dude... Let's just start writing some shit.
Axl: That's it!!!! You're fired!!!! Get out!!!!
Slash: What the fuck dude... You just got here... You're fucking sick.
Izzy: Hey! Don't talk to Billy like that!!! He's my friend!!! *Hugs Axl*.
Axl: Izzy you need to cut it out. OK Duff go record your drum tracks, see what you got.
Duff: *Holding empty Jack Daniels bottle* Drums... I'm.... Where there's fire.... Bass is green... Actually.... *Passes out*
Axl: What the fuck just happened?
Steve: Fuck you guys, I'm going to tryout for Motley Crue.
Axl: Hey you dude... What's you're name?
Steve: its St.
Axl: Never mind... Take this cowbell and go hit some snares or shit...
Slash: Whatever dude...
*Guys go on to writing and recording some stuff, three hours pass*
Axl: So in this song I wanna do something like... Aiiiiiiaaaaaaahhhhhiiiiiaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiii YEAH!!!
Slash: Dude you just fucking did it in the last 5 songs we wrote and recorded!
Axl: That's it!!! You�re fired!!!
Slash: Whatever dude... Duff are you gonna record your bass tracks or what?
Duff: ZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZ.... *Drooling*
Izzy: He's already drunk! I already see it! We will hit it big and everyone will be heroin addicts and we're all gonna fight and have massive tours and lotsa booze and cocaine and shit and i wouldn't be able to handle it so I'll quit and you'll hire some half assed session guitarist and we'll all fight and hate each other forever!!! *Cries*
*Everybody looks at Izzy like he's a complete dumbass*
Axl: Faggot...
Slash: We need to find a drummer first.
Steve: I JUST RECORDED DRUM TRACKS FOR YOU!!!!
Axl: What about that blonde guy over there?
Steve: Dudes that's fucked up.
Slash: Looks like a complete tool to me.
Steve: Dude I can hear you!!!
Axl: yeah you're probably right.
*Jon Bon Jovi walks in*
Jon: OK guys let's start recording...
*Everybody look at Jon*
Axl: What the fuck?
Jon: Wait... I think I got the wrong studio...
Izzy: Hey Bill... He kinda looks like you!
*Axl jumps at Izzy and kicks his ass*
Slash: Dude... Do you play drums?
Steve: FUCKING GOD!!!!