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As random as this may be, I actually have various reasons as to why I decided I needed a little post dedicated to Axl Rose, so let's just cut to the chase. The first reason is the fact that it's his birthday, and so I've seen him everywhere today, so of course happy birthday to him, (not that he'll ever see this, but it's the thought that counts). But mainly, that only served as inspiration for the other reasons. When writing
Saying Bye To Bowie, and recalling my friend and I's fabulous Freddie Mercury and Ziggy Stardust costumes, I was reminded of when my little brother (who's not so little anymore oh my goodness!!) dressed as Axl for "spirit week" at school, and it may be the funniest thing I've ever seen. He had everything from the mischievous smize, to the muscle tee, the long auburn hair (or wig rath