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This is a story of one woman's lust for a man, and that man's unspoken desire for her in return. That woman is me. That man is ex-Nirvana drummer and present frontman of the Foo Fighters, Dave Grohl.
I first became aware of Dave through Nirvana when he joined the band as a drummer. It was love at first sight, and I've been mad for him ever since. For a long time it was a one-sided romance, but then we met in person and a torrid affair began. Exactly where we first talked is unclear to me - whether he was one of the many people I met online, or somehow stumbled upon my homepage, saw my picures and read my poems and stories, and knew there would be no other for him. I don't particularly care. The end result is the same. We are together in every way. Now the only thing that keeps us from being together in the public eye is distance and society, who deem that celebrities must only marry other celebrities. Well, the love Dave and I have is stronger than that. Nothing will keep us apart!
Sadly, we have to keep our meetings secret to avoid scandal. This makes it hard for my friends to believe me when I say "I'm having an affair with Dave Grohl." None of them buy it, even though every word of it is true. This page is for them, I can't keep it a secret any longer. Here's the proof I promised. After seeing it, I'm sure all doubts from your mind will be erased. Although it's true that I'm not actually in any of these pictures, they were all taken by either me or my friends, and I was present at the time. Some of them had to be edited to cut me out of them, for reputation's sake.
Like they say, a picture is worth a thousand words. Click the buttons if you don't believe me.
Dave Grohl sees me on the street for the first time - and is obviously impressed.
Dave seen searching the crowd for me at one of his concerts.
Dave bringing me a Coke and cigarette - look, he even lit it for me!
Dave lets me play with his hair any time I want.
Dave's lookin' all romantic... AT ME.
Dave's all sad because I'm not around.
Dave's expression the first time I took off my shirt in front of him.
Whoops... Dave left his shirt at my place.
Damn... Dave left his PANTS at my place!
Dave wearing the "Stop! In The Name Of Love!" necklace I made for him.
Dave basking in the warmth that is our love for each other.
I know what's good for Dave... fruit! And he's always happy to take it! (Yes, I know I have manly arms)
Here's Dave, Nate, Taylor and myself in the back seat, once again running from the papparazzi. You can almost see my manly arm again...
Dave's Slurpee is a metaphor for our relationship - together always, yet forced apart by the barriers of society (or plastic).
Dave's come by to sing me a new song, and I must have forgotten to leave the key under the mat again!
No one signs the damn guestbook anymore. Come on everyone, I need the ego boost.
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Copyright © 1998 Tayla Shale-Grohl.
All rights reserved, none of this page may be copied or reproduced, just enjoyed.
I don't make any claims that anything on this page is actually true. It's just fiction, and was not meant to be taken seriously. Dave Grohl, if you're reading this, please don't sue me.
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