In the interest of fairness, a bass player joke:
It was a big night for the local band. A record exec from a major label was standing just offstage, watching them play for their biggest audience ever. And everything was going perfectly - the sound was flawless, the crowd was enthusiastic, and when they strutted back onstage for their third encore of the evening they could see the exec smiling his greasy corporate grin and giving them a big thumbs up from backstage.
"That's it," the lead singer thought. "We have finally hit the big time. I'm gonna have more money than I can imagine, tour the world, and make love to all the women I want. It's gonna be fantastic."
"That's it," the lead guitarist was also thinking. "We are gonna be rock stars. I'll have the biggest mansion I can find, drive all the fastest cars, and live like a king. This is gonna be awesome."
The drummer was grinning to himself as well as he launched the band into their final number. "That's it, I just know it," he told himself. "I'm gonna be living the high life, drinking the most expensive booze, taking all the best drugs, and trashing the finest hotels. Nothing can stop us now."
Meanwhile, the bass player's face was a model of intense concentration. "That's it," he thought to himself, sweat pouring off his brow. "Thumb on A... pinky on C... middle finger on G..."
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