I know this because when I was in high school Aerosmith had a practice space cautiously in proximity to Cherrybomb’s house. Five minutes away if you ran like hell ’cause Frosty Jr. (Sully’s little brother) called when he saw Steven’s black trans am parked in the alley. Cherrybombed was up close and personal with the man himself and the band (as well as loads of other high school cretins) when we were lucky and they were in town. While I never did donate anything to the famed “wall of underwear” ST was always a complete gentleman…and when I say “gentleman” I mean, he always asked if he could stick his tounge down my throat…he always asked politely if today I had panties to donate to the wall…he always told me to stay in school, that one time me and my girlfriend hooked-off from school so we could pass by the space just to see if they were there…

Well, they were, and it was one of the best days any young life could possibly have…while we always got to see them jam, that night, Cherrybombed got a kiss (okay “the” kiss) goodbye from ST…and yeah…that’s how Cherrybombed knows Steven Tyler’s a man baby…and since you’re wondering…Cherrybombed loves Aerosmith. For me, ST’s vocals get me everytime right in my special place. That and “Rocks” is hands down one of the greatest rock albums of all time…

All tounging-your-idol nostalgia aside…ST’s appearance has been confusing me over the years …which admittedly isn’t that hard, but man…I think I have that lip-gloss…that’s all I’m sayin’…well that and stop fucking your stylist and just fire them…ain’t no pussy worth that…besides…you’re Steven fucking Tyler…remember???

The O.G. Steve:

So many more gender-boggling ST pix in the extended…

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