“I used to jog but the ice cubes kept falling out of my glass.” — David Lee Roth
David + Lee + Roth = Beyond fabulous.
It’s hard to believe he’s 57; the man seems like he’s eternally 24.
The bravado! The sass! The screams! The bulge! The incessant yammering!
We heart you, Dave. Keep up the good work. Happy birthday.
I was just touched by the haiku gods! I’m compelled to create a haiku poem for David Lee right now…
David Lee Roth, sir:
You are a god in spandex.
Rock on, I say… rock.
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