I don't feel any shame. I won't appologize.
Here’s what you missed out on last night:
- Billy Joe’s animated masturbating. Onstage.
- The sweet smell of marijuana that permeated Cobo Arena.
- Much boy-on-boy make-out-age.
- Three valiant journeys to the t-shirt stands.
- Kill Bill-esque New Found Glory-ness. Which was the bee’s knee’s. They’re incredible live, but yeah I know they sound like pussies in studio.
- The prevalence of the buddy system (latching arms and charging the exists with valor.)
- Hopping over separators. In a skirt. While kicking ass and busting heads.
- The longest orgasm I’ve had. Which lasted the entire concert. And making Adi and Jeff squeamish when I told them of it. Then screaming orgasm because Adi deemed it inappropriate. And I incessantly challenge authority-as you well know.