DAAS at a Rolling Stones Concert

challenge requirements:
setting: Rolling Stones concert
stars: DAAS
words: monkey, crowd surfing, singing, hot dog, t-shirt, potato
phrases: "I dare you to get up on stage and sing"
year: 1987

The year was 1987, and it was Mother�s day, the day in which Paul was born back in 1962. Tim and Richard had decided to take him to a Rolling Stone�s concert to celebrate, and then to a pub afterwards to drink till the crack of dawn.

The line was HUGE and Paul was getting restless.

�I want a hot dog!� Paul yelled over the blasting sounds coming from the stage door.

�Paul, we can�t get out of the line! If we did we�d have to go to the end,� Tim pointed to the end of the street.

�Fine, I�ll get one myself!� Paul shoved his way out of the line and towards the hot dog stand. Five minutes later he came back with hot dog in hand, and as Tim said, he couldn�t get back in line. Paul thought for a moment and took off his jumper. He shoved it under his t-shirt and ran around waving his arms in the air and holding his stomach.

�Help me! I�m pregnant and my water�s broke! I lost my tits due to Breast Cancer, please help me! I need to get to a phone to call an ambulance!� Paul, Tim and Richard were let in immediately, and as soon as they got in, Paul took his jumper out from under his t-shirt.

�Thanks mate!� Paul told the bouncer. The bouncer glared at Paul, but continued to let people in so they wouldn�t miss anything. Paul ran up to the front and barged his way through the mosh pit. A short man with little hair walked onto the stage and tapped the microphone.

�Ahem (tap tap tap) Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the world�s greatest rockers, The Rolling Stones!�

There was a deafening roar. Mick Jagger and Keith Richards walked out on stage together, and the crowd became ecstatic.

�I love you Mick!� Paul squealed.

�I thought you loved me?!� Tim yelled in shock.

�Well for tonight Timmy, you�re gonna have to shove a potato up your arse, to keep it preserved for me later, for tonight, it�s me and Mick!� Paul yelled into Tim�s ear. Tim nodded and then turned his attention to the stage.

�Please allow me to introduce myself,� Mick sang. �I�m a man of wealth and taste��

�Sympathy for the devil!� Paul screamed, making devil horns. Paul couldn�t believe he was here, singing all the words, having an orgasm over Mick�s lips. It was all to much.

�I dare you to get up on stage and sing,� Richard said to Paul when the song was over.

�I double dare you mate!� Tim said. Paul yelled out to Mick. Mick saw Paul, and recognised him from a TV show he was watching in the hotel, prior to the gig. He allowed Paul up onto stage, knowing what a talented singer he was.

�What�s you�re name boy?� Mick asked.

�Paul,� he giggled.

�Paul, would you mind singing the next song with me?� Mick said in his English accent.

�It would be an honour babe, uh, I mean Mick,� Paul replied. The band piped up�

�I was born, in a cross-fire hurricane�� The crowd roared louder. Mick handed Paul his microphone.

�Take good care of it Paul,� he said, and jumped off the stage. The crowd lifted him high above their heads.

�Wow,� Paul thought. �I�m taking Mick Jagger�s spot in a Rolling Stone�s concert whilst he goes crowd surfing! Life is too good!�

The song ended, and the crowd wouldn�t give Mick over, so Paul looked at the set list, and continued on with the concert.

�Sex Driiiive. Driving me mad!� Paul then remembered he couldn�t sing this song without thinking he was at a Christian Revival meeting. He got on his knees, and yelled into the mike. The crowd cheered. He decided he might add his own touch to the music.

�And the monkey in the corner, who�s picking his back. Come on little monkey, give me some slack. I want your loving toniiiiight.� The band laughed, and Mick got back onstage.

�Everyone, please thank Paul!� Mick yelled into the mike. Paul raised his arms above his head and jumped off-stage. This was to be the proudest moment of his life. The night in which he saw The Rolling Stone�s perform live, in which he had an orgasm over. He had walked into Mick�s limelight and was successful in doing so. Now he could go home and take that potato out of Tim�s arse�