The four of them started off playing sweet country music and Doris Day covers. After a year or so when the hormones kicked in and they realised what things were really about, they discovered rock ‘n roll and did pretty well out of it, girl-wise.
Somehow they then got into heavy metal and did all the tattoos, thrashy hair, biker gear and eventually made a deal with Old Nick which meant offering up the drummer as a human sacrifice one Halloween.
The drum machine never really did it for them and they eventually split up.
Sad, really.
patrickprinsloo 
Sounds like you don’t like late-night lawyers! Thanks for reading.
Dear Patrick, Really sad is more like it – hey tell them to go get a blood sucking lawyer from one of those firms that advertise late at night on TV and sue the britches off Old Nick! What do they have to lose? Oh yea, the little drummer boy. Nan 🙂
I loved the process of the band’s different incarnations until we got to the sacrifices. Feeling for the drummer – surely they knew a machine wouldn’t play as well. Great understatement at the end.
They aren’t that bright. Old Nick lied to them. Thanks for comment
I see a small, careless shoulder shrug connected to that last. Nicely done.
Small and careless is just about right. Thanks for noticing.
Sad indeed… especially for the drummer..
Sad indeed. For all. Apart from Old Nick who yet once again comes out of it well.
I guess that would be dark funny or funny dark? Doris Day wouldn’t want any part of it I’m sure. 😦 So, in a way, they’re being punished for their actions. I think the drummer should come back to haunt them though. 🙂
Oh! Good story. Well done (in a different way from the drummer.) XD
Thanks for that.
A good idea, that.
Dear Patrick,
Something about that last line just cracks me up. So droll and dry. Good story.
shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks, Rochelle. Pleased you find it so. Thanks for reading.
Patrick
I love the last line – it’s a special kind of comedy that produces a burst of laughter. It should probably have a name – and a warning not to drink hot drinks while reading! brilliant 🙂
By the way – have you considered turning off ‘moderation’ on your comments? It makes your life easier and allows readers to interact when you’re not around. I used to have them turned on in my blog too, but read an excellent article that persuaded me not to. Just a suggestion 🙂
Sorry, final comment I promise! Here’s the link to the post. Check out the comments for detailed discussion of moderation: http://rarasaur.wordpress.com/2012/12/16/8-ways/
I’m going now…
Interesting stuff here. Thanks for this.
Done it. Thanks for the tip.
Hope you didn’t burn yourself. No lawyers involved, are there. I have no insurance.
I laughed too, I’m bad. Great little story 🙂
Pleased you laughed. Patrick
They should have stuck with Doris Day or at least rock ‘n roll. 🙂
janet
Too true. Thanks for reading.
I hope it isn’t terrible that this made me laugh! Sick sense of humor *sigh. Great story!
So they chopped up the drummer, par-boiled him before slow roasting him with rosemary and you find this funny? Tut tut.
i guess the sacrifice was all in vain. what a waste.
A real shame because the base guitar was pretty good. Thanks for visiting.
Ok. This story went from straight laced to humorous very smoothly. Good job
Pleased you enjoyed it. Patrick