Well, one night Joe caught me not looking and the next thing I know I see this white hot flash of light and BAMM, Joe has crowbarred me. I entered another dimension in which Madonna and Donny Osmond were both singing "Soldier of Love" and I was diggin' it.
I woke up hours later with a roaring headache with my underwear wrapped around my head. Never cared much for Crowbar after that. But now I can't go into a beer bar without checking the juke box for Madonna and/ or Donny Osmond.
I ended up getting Crowbar back by loosening the lug nuts on his bicycle one night and watched him pop up over a curb and his front wheel came off in mid air. For about a week, everybody called him Pavement Joe. Son of a Bitch still has a scar on his chin.