To think too much is to be unhappy much.—Madam Butterfly

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There just ain’t no doubt about it. Ted Nugent is definitely a MAD DOG from the very instant the Motor City Mental Case slams his moccasins down on the stage. Gritting fang teeth and ripping out the fiercest atomic earsqueal this side of Hiroshima, Ted lifts his left leg at a ninety degree angle to the audience as if the first thirty rows are a giant fire hydrant. No doubt about it, Nugent is one hell of a foamy mouthed mongrel.

But every dog has two sides (one with a mouth, where the Alpo goes in and one with a tail where the Alpo comes out). In other words, how did Ted get to be the way he is; what kind of canine does it take to be the legendary flea scratching guitar picker that he is today? Can any one person be that big of an asshole and get away with it?

"...My fans have heard so much bullshit about guns and arrows...I wanna spare their poor ears."