The only downside was this fat bearded guy that insisted on torpedoing every 2 or 3 songs. I managed to knock him down once, but I went to the floor with him (It was inevitable, the guy had a good 100lbs on me) and scraped up my knee. Didn't lose my glasses though. Worst. Security. Ever. Most places will completely destroy someone for torpedoing, but they were encouraging it. And slam-dancing with a lit cig is a horrible idea as well.
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"One: Where's the fife? and Two: Gimme the fife."
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