Knog Bullfrog

2am. There was a panicked tapping at my window. It was AXL Rose (again!). He was soaking wet, heart-broken and not on any type of drug. I cuddled him close to my bosom and he pleaded for me to enter the darkness with him. I flat out refused and instead gave him my Bullfrog. The big guy immediately cheered up, unimpressed by its water-resistant silicone casing, built-in mounting latch and a light show with more punch than Chinese democracy.