Interviewer: You guys were really tight, and you say you don't practice that much?

GG: Ah, we just practice when we feel like it. We don't really care about being perfect, we just go out and fucking...

Interviewer: How many gigs a week have you been doing?

GG: We play a couple times a week. It's all we can take, we play more than twice and we're fucking dead.

Interviewer: You've played here before, right?

GG: No. But I don't know, they might have us back. We had alot of people here that could really fucking do great. The enthusiasm is there no matter who comes. It's just blood music. You know, I could get punched in the face and shit, but it doesn't hurt until the next day. This bruise was from fucking, uh, in fucking Connecicut. I had fucking bruises all over.

Jabber: Yeah, those guys were really harsh.

GG: I was just getting kicked and mutilated. I woke up the next day and couldn't even put my arms up above my shoulders. I was at work like "aaaahh". It's worth it, though.

Interviewer: At work? What do you do at work?

GG: Ah, fucking like, not much. I go from bathroom to bathroom and take a break.

Interviewer: Where do you work?

GG: At a nursing home.

Interviewer: It sounds like fun.

GG: I work with all the old ladies. Some of them are pretty fucking neat.

Interviewer: Do they know that you're to blood and guts of rock and roll?

GG: Nope. If they did, I wouldn't be working there.

Interviewer: What do you do, Al? What do you do for a living?

Jabber (Al): I'm a packer.

GG: He packs peckers.

Jabber: He's a pecker head packer.

Interviewer: What does Steve do?

Jabber (Steve): I'm a janitor at a high school.

GG: He's fucking good at it. You know what he does? He sits on the stairway and when girls walk by, he looks up their fucking dresses.

Jabber: GG's a janitor too. At a fucking nursing home, though. He gets the worn-out bitches.

GG: Half of them are strapped down in their bed, though. So that makes it easy. They can't fight you away.

Interviewer: It sounds like fun.

GG: Their tits sag, right down to their twat. It's fucking really gross.

Interviewer: When you were like 15 or 16, what kind of music did you listen to?

GG: I always listened to something that no one else listened to. I always liked things that no one else liked.

Interviewer: Like what.

GG: Well, when The Dolls came out, everyone hated them, so I liked them. I like MC5. I like The Stooges. I just like things that people don't like because I don't like the trendy things. You know, like everyone talks about punk like the B52's and shit.

Jabber: That's not punk. That's fucking up-tone bullshit.

Interviewer: Can you guys give me the definition of punk? 'Cause you guys are like the ultimate.

GG: I don't know. There's no real definition. It's just, you get out and play with feeling and just play it raw and fast. It's just fucking go out and kill and...

Jabber: It's just another days work. It's another $24 for gas money.

GG: We get paid to play, but as long as we get our message across.

Interviewer: What is the message? Is it freedom of speech, or what?

GG: No, it's just fucking frustration, write songs and...

Interviewer: What about people that say you suck, and they just listen to your single and don't go to see your live show?

GG: I don't give a shit.

Interviewer: Did you do any work with Willy Alexander?

GG: Yeah, I played drums on some girls record.

Interviewer: But that was that, you just played drums?

GG: Yeah. I used to only play drums, but I said fuck it.

Interviewer: Did you ever play guitar?

GG: Yeah, I play a little bit. Not real good, but good enough for me.

Interviewer: Do you have a girlfriend?

GG: I got a wife.

Interviewer: Close enough... What does your wife think of your music?

GG: She thinks I'm a pig!

Interviewer: Does she put up with it, though?

GG: I don't know. What the fuck can I say?

Interviewer: And I bet when you come home after a show, you get a warm reception from your wife.

GG: Yep. She beats me over the head with a frying pan.

Interviewer: I still think that if you guys were a little less heavy on the profanity, you could be alot more accepted. Not to say that you would sell out, but you've got alot of good musicians in your band. And you yourself have the fucking on stage... uh... you know, some people have it and some people don't. And you do. People obviously enjoy coming to see you.

GG: Well, basically, we've always been pretty preverted. Even when we were in high school, we always went out with nine or ten year old girls.

Jabber: We like our girls young. So tight that they squeak when they walk. You can smell the pubic hair burning.

GG: We like 'em right out of the cradle.

Jabber: Junior high, high school.

GG: The cradle. We like 'em young... Al and I used to swap girlfriends. He had one and I had one and we swapped.

Jabber: It worked.

GG: Until they found out.

Interviewer: Was it your wife?

GG: Nope.

Jabber: How are her tits, anyway?

GG: They're nice.

Interviewer: GG, give us a message for your fans worldwide. If you had one message, what would it be?

GG: We are the best. Fuck the rest!