WWSD?

When I came across these pictures of Slash sitting at a card table in a bookstore, I assumed he was there to drink his weight in Jack Daniels then shoot laser beams out of his guitar in the cooking section. Turns out he hit up Barnes & Noble to sign his book.

Yup, that’s right. Slash wrote a book.

I’m going to assume without reading it that it will be the greatest book of our generation. Sure, it might not be an empowering tale of sisterhood, or inspiring ruminations on life after death. But what it will have is strippers. By the hundreds. And tales of Axel snorting coke from dog's colons. I’m pretty much going to throw away my copy of the Bible. Won’t be needing that anymore. Thanks, Slash!