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I've now been kissed by 2/3 of the Monte Montgomery trio. This most recent was a much less tactful attempt than those from Monte himself. This time it was a drunken 40-something Phil Bass (drummer). And it wasn't a friendly peck on the cheek either. It was a full-out sloppy, open-mouthed, sloppy attack on my face. And unfortunately I was unprepared and found myself mouth-agape with the sheer terror of Phil's tongue coming toward me. And he had my head in his hands so I couldn't get away. And by the time I shoved him back on the stage it was too late. I had Phil Bass cooties on my cheek, lips, and tongue. Gross.