!MCLENNON!

*John is sitting at the couch in the studio, smoking, and trying to play a little something on the guitar* John: "ugh.." *he groans, putting out his cigarette on his guitar with 3 rough stubs* "this bloody gutair!" *he sighs, fixing his hat* "well, today couldn't get any worse.," *he grabs the remote* "go nothin' better to do but to turn on the telly.." *he turns on the telly, tossing the remote on the table, with a clank, and he takes a sip of his wine*