Will Axl Rose get his head out of his own asshole long enough to reunite with Slash, Izzy, Duff, and Steven and/or Matt for the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony? Will he realize how the last twenty (FUCK! TWENTY?!?) years have been sadly missing the awesome music the real G'N'F'N'R could've made and head back to the studio with them (and Dizzy, and why not let Gilby and Buckethead in on a few tracks, since they're both awesome, reality shows and KFC buckets aside), and go on a massive tour? Will he come out of his reclusive batshit world, sort of like how Brian Wilson finally emerged from insanity and revealed he was still as fucking awesome as he'd ever been?
Eh, more likely I'll get kicked in the balls tomorrow by an ostrich wearing sunglasses.
*--For behavior unbecoming anyone, perpetrated in real time over an extended--AH, FUCK IT! MORE MALIBU, BITCHES!!