With an actual, for-real SEX PISTOL: Steve Jones.
(He said, in an adorable British accent, “You have no idea who I am, do you?” I confessed that I didn’t, exactly, but that I knew that he was a Sex Pistol, which is awesome.)
P.S. I know I looked a little peaked; I woke up on a 100-degree Sunday morning at 7AM, OK?
