Twenty-two

Lindsey: What kind of look should I go for? Lindsey Buckingham the sensitive, take home to mom look. Or, Lindsey Buckingham the guitar god here to rock your world? Hmm....

Mick: I'm not worried about what pose you're contemplating, I'm too interested in what Stevie's got under that coat.

Stevie: Well what if I told you that *whispers* I'm not wearing anything. (Flashes everyone)

Chris: Now Mr. McVie I saw you look! You wouldn't look if I did that.

John: (holding his tounge) Of course I would dear. You're more beautiful than anyone. (crosses fingers behind his back)

- Ashley

 

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Twenty-one

Christine: "Spot of tea anyone?"

Stevie: "Shut the hell up and get your arse off my chair!"

Mick: "Miss Stevie...did you forget to take your happy pills today?"

Stevie: "Did you forget to take your I'm-an-ugly-tall-guy-with-a-beard pills today?"

Mick: "Ouch! That was a low blow."

Stevie: "I'll give you another one with my boot if you don't shut up."

Mick: "Shutting up."

John: "Couldn't you have just used the cut-out?"

Christine: "Woooooooooooooooooo!"

Stevie: "Lindsey why are you so friggin happy!?"

Lindsey: "Hehe...I had what Chris is having and it ain't tea."

- Sarah

 

 

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Twenty

Stevie: Oh, John! The sight of you in that sailor costume gets me.. .well.... (whispers to John)

John: WOW!

Stevie: I know, all hands on deck, Captain McVie...

Lindsey: But Stevie, I used to be your little sailor boy, remember? Stevie? I can be a captain too....

Christine: Oh, Mick! You're a magic man! lower....lower....OH...DADDY!

Mick: (smiles)

- Alex

 

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Nineteen

The members of Fleetwood Mac try to hide their dismay as they realize their request for "bunches of weed" has been misinterpreted by their Japanese hosts.

- Nikki

 

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Eighteen

Lindsey: Yes, yes, I am the creative genius of Fleetwood Mac...this is my band...but I don't like to brag! Of course you can take my picture!

John: *thinks to himself* Someday they'll all see that I'm the creative genius...it was John McVie who thought up all of those genius bass lines!

Christine: But, Lindsey, last night you told me that I was the creative genius...

Stevie: *thinks to herself* I knew I should have worn the red shawl instead...now everyone will know about my fling with Mick! Oh well, I'll just stand here and look inncocent and gorgeous and maybe nobody will suspect anything!

Mick: *thinks to himself* I knew I should have worn the red vest instead...now they'll all know I'm having a fling with Stevie! At least my groovy sunglasses hide the dark circles under my eyes...

- Lauren

 

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Seventeen

Chris: Hey, look at me! Im Stevie Nicks! I've slept with every member of every band I've ever met!

Stevie: Hey, look at me! I'm Christine McVie! Watch me chug 3 bottles of brandy and maintain my british humour!

Lindsey:Hey, I'm Lindsey...watch me not seem interested in anything, except putting out double albums.

Mick: Hello Im Mick Fleetwood, planning on milking every dime you've got!

John: Hello, I'm John McVie, and I'm currently accepting applications to leave this #@^*&% band

- Alex

Lindsey: [thinking] Stevie had a fling with... that?!

Stevie: [thinking] I had a fling with... that?! OK, Stevie, just look smoldering and hope people's eyes are drawn to you.

Christine: Blimey, how does Stevie wear these boots and keep her balance! Help, Mick!

Mick: And they said I was losing my figure. Look, I can still fit into the cheerleading uniform I wore when I attended that all-boys private school.... I was sure popular there.

John: [thinking] Just stare straight ahead. Pretend you don't know any of these people.

- WM

 

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Lindsey: "Umm...Stevie? When you told the doctor you wanted to feel like a kid again, just how specific were you?"

- Lian

Stevie- WHEEEEEEE look at all the colors in the carpet moving. Good thing I have on my spy glasses. I'm the only one who can see this!

Chris- OH JOHN why is it every time we go out in public you have to fart and yell ALL ABOARD!........NO I WILL NOT PULL YOUR FINGER!

John- That's why we're not married anymore, because you're no fun!

Lindsey- Hey Mick the big muscle guy taking the picture, his fly is open and he's not wearing any underwear.

Mick- Right-O don't let Stevie or Chris see or none of us are getting lucky tonight.

Stevie-Look at the little fairies flying around they're so cute. Maybe if I cast a spell on them I can catch them........"come to the welsh witch, I am your fairy godmother". Nobody else even noticed. Must be these spy glasses.........or the bag of magic mushrooms I had for lunch...hehehehe

- Kathy

LINDSEY: How would you like it if I reached over and gave your butt a little squeeze, Stevie?

JOHN: Whop! That's MY butt, mate! Hands off!

- WM

STEVE: G'day everyone, I'm Steve Irwin and I'm here with my wife Terri at the Fleetwood Mac concert. We're here because we're observing Lindsey Buckingham in action. The Lindsey is a rarely seen bugger who spends most of his time holed up in his home making music. But, when he gets out, he loves to be around his female. And here he is now...OH! Just look at him sneaking up on his female, Stevie, boys and girls. I think he wants to rub up against her and get her into a mating mood. He better be careful though because this female gets awfully cranky sometimes and if he makes her mad...DANGER, DANGER, DANGER!

TERRI: Steve is right. This Lindsey is looking pretty amorous. I don't think the female knows what's in store for her. He's coming around the back of her so he can make his move while she's not looking.

STEVE: Blimey, isn't he beautiful, and his Sheila's not bad either. I think we could see alot of action out of these two, if we just sit here and be patient...

- Cheri

 

LINDSEY: Come and get me girls i'm single now!

JOHN: (thinking to himself) yeah probably because Stevie got so damn sick of that gerbile living in his afro! ha..ha..ha!

CHRIS: Nobody cares about you Lindsey people pay attention to me and Stevie we're the attractive ones in the group right Stevie?

STEVIE: What do you mean we're the attractive ones Chris? Everyone loves me!

MICK: Stevie is right Chris. you may be cute but Stevie is an incredible sexy little vixen!

CHRIS: (mumbling) yeah and the biggest hoe the world has ever seen!

STEVIE: What was that?

CHRIS: nothing....nothing at all!

- Rugrat

 

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STEVIE: I CAN'T SEE! The glare from that bald guy ni the second row's head has blinded me! Now I can't do the sexy-little-sing-to-Lindsey act. Lindsey! Lindsey, where are you? help me now!

LINDSEY: Now I can look down her shirt without her noticing < to Baldy> I love ya, man!

STEVIE: What's that?

LINDSEY: I mean: Over here, babe. Just dance around blindly, no one will know the difference

- Lyn

 

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STEVIE: I might be over 50 and slightly blind, but I'm cute...damnit! I'm not wearing underwear either...freedom! Come and get me boys! You know ya wanna!

- ESK

 

LINDSEY: Come on, lick me! You know you want to!

- Nikki

 

STEVIE: Hey, John, I've had Lindsey and Mick...now it's OUR time. Let me show you my famous dance of the seven veils....

MICK: I remember that! Can I watch?

JOHN: Hmm. This could be interesting. I've always wondered....

CHRISTINE: [snort] I bet you have. After all, you're the only one who hasn't seen Stevie naked.

LINDSEY: Ah, fond memories.

- WM

JOHN: (Thinking to himself) Why are we all standing around here, holding each other's nipples?

MICK: Hey, John...me and Linds are going up to the hotel room...wanna go?

JOHN: I'd rather put this cigarette out in my crotch!

- Erica C.

LINDSEY: Stevie oh you smell so damn great…Can we have sex later? You really turned me on with the banshee voodoo spell casting trick…I just need to rest my eyes for a sex…uh sec…I could fall asleep right here and stay like this forever…Just sorta…

STEVIE: Damnit Lindsey! Here I am trying to show the audience how I can get in the depths of a song and you’re asleep! Snoring even…If I fall off the stage, there’s going to be hell to pay Lindsey Buckingham! Why the hell am I rambling when he can’t even hear me? LINDSEY! DAMNIT! Hey you…yeah you in the audience…look what I have to put up with! Damnit someone help me…Where’s Mick when you need him? Oh duh Stevie drum solo…idiots with drums should be forbade…and horny idiots with guitars….Damnit someone help me!

- ESK

 

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DON: Why Stevie, you little vixen. I see that thong!

LINDSEY: Can we hurry this along? I've got to get home to my studio to finish up 33 more songs for my new album that's never coming out. I have creative genius things to do!

STEVIE: "Til the laaaandslide brought me..." ::thinks to herself:: brought me... up? brought me back? brought me home? 25 freakin years and I can't remember my lyrics! Eh, screw it. "brought me dadada. Oh mirror in the sky..."

CHRIS: I thought this was mariachi gig. I came dressed for a mariachi gig, dammit! No sweat. I still look cool.

- Tiff

 

CHRISTINE: ::laughs:: He is pointing to my cleavage.. ha ha..

JOHN: What? Cleavage, where? Oh, Christine, stop fooling me, we both know you don't have a chest!

STEVIE: I don't know who this other guy is behind me, but he obviously knows who I am.. maybe he got my number off of the bathroom wall..

MICK: Hey, Buddy, just becuase you're a former president doesn't mean you can let Stevie hang all over you!

LINDSEY: Thats it Dick.. you're pushing it now. You do not get inbetween my women and get away with it. I am going to kick your lying ass and I will see to it that you never EVER get near Stevie again.

- Kelly

 

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MICK: (singing) A whole lotta implants will do you good…Get some lovin’ tonight from a Welsh witch…A whole lottta implants will do you good…She’ll be ringing like a bell through the night….

LINDSEY: DAMN! I love this business…Wait a sec…Mick I’m getting the Welsh witch tonight! Ain’t that right angel?

JOHN: Chris, baby, why didn’t you wear a plunging neckline? I love scenic views…Not much scene to view, but still I love a view...

CHRIS: Cause when the lovin’ starts and the lights go down and there’s not another livin’ soul around you woo me until the sun comes up and you say that you love…My song…MY SONG…is on the charts!

STEVIE: CHRIS…If you do that one more time, I’m going to whack you over the head with the damn album! NO ONE is getting me tonight! I am not in the mood…What the hell do I look like a freakin’ play toy to hang on your every whim?

JOHN WITH GLASSES: What the hell am I supposed to be writing again?

MICK WITH SUNGLASSES: Uh yes Miss Nicks would like a pink piano in her room…one moment please…John just scribble I love Chris a few times.

- ESK

STEVIE: What the hell did Chris put in her glass of vodka...one sip and I'm about to pass out...

JOHN: All I can say is...you women need to learn how to hold your liquor.

CHRIS: HEY MR. PHOTOGRAPHER! How's my cleave...cleavage look? Johnny I do know how to hold my liquor...in a glass...Come to think of it...I need a glass to piss in!

LINDSEY: Think of a far away place inhabited by beautiful people who aren't concerned about their cleavage...

MICK: Whoa...everything is spinning and blurry. I feel like I'm gonna tip over...damn that was some strong drugs. I think I'm hallucinating! Lindsey's fro has jumped off his head and is dancing...or is that the photographer's toupee?

- ESK