Mike Love had always despised Paul McCartney, ever since their days as rivals in the music industry. The two had crossed paths many times, and each time, their animosity only grew stronger. So when Mike received an invitation to visit India, he was surprised to see that Paul was also on the guest list.The two musicians arrived at the luxurious resort in India, both feeling a sense of unease at the thought of spending time together. Mike had no interest in seeing Paul, but as fate would have it, they found themselves in the same room during their stay.As they sat down to catch up, Paul mentioned that he had been working on a new song, and he wanted to get Mike's opinion on it. Mike rolled his eyes, not wanting to give his rival any form of validation. However, Paul persisted and started playing his guitar, singing a catchy tune about Russia.Mike couldn't help but interrupt Paul's singing and question, "Why aren't there any lyrics about the girls in Russia? Surely they must be as beautiful as the ones in California."Paul looked at Mike, confused by his question, and replied, "What do you mean? I don't know what girls are."Mike was taken aback by Paul's response. "What do you mean you don't know what girls are? Are you some kind of queer?" he asked, his voice dripping with disgust.Paul's face turned bright red with anger. "No, I am not gay!" he shouted, feeling insulted by the insinuation.The tension between the two escalated, before Mike grabbed a pen and paper and said "Fine, I'll do this song myself!" and started writing away.Suddenly, Brian Epstein, The Beatles' manager, walked into the room, saying, "Hey behbeh" to Paul.Mike felt anger at the sight of their public display of affection. Brian then proceeded to unzip Paul and suck on his erect cock, Paul dripping with pre-cum and getting so excitedly horny. Mike couldn't believe that Paul would stoop so low as to engage in such revolting behavior in front of him.
Mike had finally snapped, unable to contain his fury any longer."DIE YOU STUPID FUCKING FAGGOT!!!!" Mike screamed at the top of his lungs, grabbing a nearby crowbar and brought it down with all his strength, directly onto Brian's face. The sickening crunch of bones filled the air as Brian's nose and cheekbone caved in, blood gushing from the wound."ALWAYS THE GUYS NAMED BRIAN WHO ARE FAGS!" Mike yelled. Everyone else ran away including Paul. Brian's screams filled the room, but Mike couldn't hear them. All he could hear was the sound of his own voice, fueled by hatred and disgust. He wasn't going to stop until Brian was dead.He kept smashing away at Brian, over and over again, each blow more forceful than the last. Brian's face was unrecognizable, the skin torn apart and hanging loosely from his shattered bones.With a final roar, Mike swung the crowbar one last time, tearing through Brian's skull and sending brain matter flying in all directions. He continued to hit and stab at Brian's body, tearing it apart piece by piece with the jagged edge of the crowbar.Blood covered every inch of the room, splattered on the walls, the floor, and Mike himself. But he didn't care. All that mattered was ending Brian's life.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mike collapsed onto the ground, panting and covered in sweat and blood. He looked at the mangled mess that used to be Brian Epstein and felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.But as the adrenaline wore off, he noticed something... Paul stole Mike's notebook with his song Back in the U.S.S.R., and would later on steal credit for it all as a Beatles song!Ultimately though, Mike may have lost a song, but he finally felt good ridding the world of a cocksucking faggot like Brian Epstein. In the end, he was satisfied with the outcome, even if it meant losing a song.
Mike Love
