my very wet pants and how they came to be
I really don't wanna sound like that typical high-school-freshman-15-year-old-brain-dead-teenie-idol-loving-pimple-face, but O M G!!!
Earlier this year, I got myself a ticket to see U2 on their tour through Europe this summer. That concert was last Saturday. I went. I saw. I wet my pants. Twice.
They were awesome. So awesome that I may travel to their Poland gig tomorrow and watch it all over again. Others may follow.
*Walkaway, Walkaway...*
Come October (good, huh?), they'll be in New York. Anyone going then?
Earlier this year, I got myself a ticket to see U2 on their tour through Europe this summer. That concert was last Saturday. I went. I saw. I wet my pants. Twice.
They were awesome. So awesome that I may travel to their Poland gig tomorrow and watch it all over again. Others may follow.
*Walkaway, Walkaway...*
Come October (good, huh?), they'll be in New York. Anyone going then?