I have a story to tell. I once read a rare article about Queen’s show in Birmingham on Oct. 27, 1973. This was an awfully sad moment that will break every Queen fan’s heart. On Oct. 27, 1973, Queen visited a bar in Birmingham and performed some songs. The audience were shouting rude comments. But, Freddie ignored the audience and kept performing. Freddie was an amazing showman. But, here’s a really sad part. It’ll put you in a bad mood. After the show, some random idiot threw a hot dog at Freddie’s face. Freddie’s face was covered in ketchup afterwards. It just broke my heart that an asshole threw a hotdog at this beautiful angel. I was just heartbroken to find out about this tragedy. No one, I mean no one throws a hot dog at my sweetie pie. I sadly wasn’t around yet in 1973. The jerk managed to throw a hot dog at my beloved Valentino. But, if I were there, the hot dog throwing moron wouldn’t see tomorrow, god knows what I’d do to him. If I was there, I’d swipe the hot dog out of his grubby hands. If he managed to throw the hot dog. I’d beat up the moron until he sees no tomorrow. Then, I’d wipe the ketchup off of Freddie’s face. Or if he tries to throw the hot dog at Freddie, I’ll jump in front of the hot dog and make sure it hits me and not ?Freddie. It’s for protection. I’m so upset that someone threw a hot dog at Freddie’s beautiful face. I’d rather be naked in Antartica than ever have an asshole throw a hot dog at Freddie. I’d rather have every bad thing happen to me than let that happen. I’m a pretty loud screamer so I can yell at the hot dog asshole and beat him up for causing the tragedy. I’d call the police!