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to be honest, i'm worried.
and i haven't been since i got here, now that it's the second day i'm a little bundle of nerves.
last night was fallfest. particle, trapt, fuel, and kayne west played.
i had never heard of particle before, but they fuckin jammed it out.
we left for trapt, obviously. some how we still wound up hearing that goddamn headstrong song. but you can't win 'em all, can ya?
we got a setlist from trapt, too. well, zabrina did. billy zack and i just kind of stood there waiting to leave. we had no real desire to see kayne, but we stuck around for a reason. as soon as he got onstage girls were naked and rushing the stage.
that sounds all good and well, but it was bitter sweet.
zacks roomate brittany got trampled and had her leg crushed by a group of really big guys.
so we carried her out and got her to the house, and were gonna take her to the hospital due to the fact that her leg was stone cold and she couldnt move it, but a shitload of cars were parked and blocking them in.
and they were nice cars, too, so we were all about getting them towed.
we got the first car up on the tow truck and atleast fifteen black guys rolled up yellin' "YO THAT'S B'S CAR, THAT'S MY BOY'S CAR YO".
well the owner did roll up and tried to talk the guys out of it, but they wouldnt let his car down, so he just started throwing money at them.
(we found out later he payed three hundred dollars for a sixty dollar fine.)
and then it escalated.
he started yelling and calling sydney and andrea bitches and all that, talking about how he should smack them and telling them to shut the fuck up. needless to say, it was making me very angry.
so i finished my beer and stepped inbetween the first guy and syd (she's shorter than me, he didn't need to be all in her face like that for christs sake.) and said "listen man, you put your shit where you shouldn't have and got spanked. take it like a man and get the fuck out of here. the shows over, there's nothin' left to see."
and after a second of looking at me like "what'd that white boy just say to me" he pulled back to clock me. but his boys grabbed him and pulled him back. he was yelling and pushing his boys off while i stood there between him and girl wearing her underwear and a hoody. thats all i said, and it fuckin' worked.
maybe it was the alcohol?
maybe it was my intimidating nature.
ok, it was probably the alcohol.
fun story, huh?
and i haven't been since i got here, now that it's the second day i'm a little bundle of nerves.
last night was fallfest. particle, trapt, fuel, and kayne west played.
i had never heard of particle before, but they fuckin jammed it out.
we left for trapt, obviously. some how we still wound up hearing that goddamn headstrong song. but you can't win 'em all, can ya?
we got a setlist from trapt, too. well, zabrina did. billy zack and i just kind of stood there waiting to leave. we had no real desire to see kayne, but we stuck around for a reason. as soon as he got onstage girls were naked and rushing the stage.
that sounds all good and well, but it was bitter sweet.
zacks roomate brittany got trampled and had her leg crushed by a group of really big guys.
so we carried her out and got her to the house, and were gonna take her to the hospital due to the fact that her leg was stone cold and she couldnt move it, but a shitload of cars were parked and blocking them in.
and they were nice cars, too, so we were all about getting them towed.
we got the first car up on the tow truck and atleast fifteen black guys rolled up yellin' "YO THAT'S B'S CAR, THAT'S MY BOY'S CAR YO".
well the owner did roll up and tried to talk the guys out of it, but they wouldnt let his car down, so he just started throwing money at them.
(we found out later he payed three hundred dollars for a sixty dollar fine.)
and then it escalated.
he started yelling and calling sydney and andrea bitches and all that, talking about how he should smack them and telling them to shut the fuck up. needless to say, it was making me very angry.
so i finished my beer and stepped inbetween the first guy and syd (she's shorter than me, he didn't need to be all in her face like that for christs sake.) and said "listen man, you put your shit where you shouldn't have and got spanked. take it like a man and get the fuck out of here. the shows over, there's nothin' left to see."
and after a second of looking at me like "what'd that white boy just say to me" he pulled back to clock me. but his boys grabbed him and pulled him back. he was yelling and pushing his boys off while i stood there between him and girl wearing her underwear and a hoody. thats all i said, and it fuckin' worked.
maybe it was the alcohol?
maybe it was my intimidating nature.
ok, it was probably the alcohol.
fun story, huh?