We went to see Joe play at the Six Flags Great Adventure Amusement park here in New Jersey. It was way back in 1980 and he was touring to support "Let The Music Do The talking". And this is what happened. I just wanted to add a little more personality to the site. Later...   tommy




Wham!

    There's not much to say about this bare-assed bit of excitement. Except to say that I was obviously the end result of a dare. It happened at the Six Flags Great Adventure Amusment park. I was there with my friend Michael and his girlfriend Patty. We were there to see The Joe Perry Project play. Mike and I were both huge fans of Joe! And patty, well, she was there because she was just the coolest girlfriend I have ever seen. She hung with us through thick and thin!

    Well, I remember being there and standing in the crowd rockin' to the Project. I was wearing a pair of real short shorts (no underwear of course) and a cut-off tee-shirt showin' off my stealthy self to the world. I was a regular looking guy at this point, and most of the chubbiness had subsided.

    I remember standing side-by-side in the crowd, then hearing the song come to an end. The three of us immediately raised our arms to the sky in applause, when it happened..... Wham!

    Someone had just pulled my shorts down to my ankles! I calmly turned to Michael and said... "Hey Mike, are my balls hangin' out?" Michael turned, looked down and said... "Tom, man, your shorts are around your ankles!" The many beers we'd consumed during the day had slowed my awareness to a dead stop!

    Now you have to picture this. Our hands were still in the air clapping for the last song, and my shorts were down at my ankles. Michael was just standing there, holding out his right hand in a cupping motion repeating the words... "Tom, man, Wham! Just wham!" Referring to my balls flappin' in the breeze.

    I finally realized what the fuck had just happened, and I reached down and pulled my shorts back up. And then a couple guys standing behind us yelled out... "Hey dude, she went that way!" Michael and me took off in a desperate chase after her. No, not to bitch-slap her or anything like that. I just wanted to know what she was doin' after the show. Hey, I'd take it anyway I could! You guys out there know what I'm talkin' 'bout!

    But, we never did catch here. Fuck! Another one got away. We were just crackin' up with laughter the whole rest of the day. Michael just kept holding out his hand, and cupping the air while saying... "Wham! Just Wham!" Oh what a loser! Here I am with my dick hangin' out just waiting for someone to grab hold, and what happens? The fuckin' girl runs away! I tell ya, my dick doesn't get any respect. It was the Rodney Dangerfield of cock! Go figure... Wham! Just fuckin' wham!        Joe fuckin' Perry rules!!