Given the swimming pools of booze I've guzzled over the years – not to mention all of the cocaine, morphine, sleeping pills, cough syrup, LSD, Rohypnol … you name it – there's really no plausible medical reason why I should still be alive. Maybe my DNA could say why.
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who uncovered mutations related to addiction, metabolism, and Osbourne's Neanderthal ancestors.
Here's a guy who's rocking heavy metal for decades and he can still hear