How do these horribly annoying people end up liking the same bands I do? Seriously -- how can you be that much of a dick and have good taste in music? I don't get it.
There was a point tonight when I was this close to dumping what was left of my drink into a girl's purse who had butted in front of me. But it turns out that A) I'm not that awful of a person and B) I cannot waste even a tiny bit of a Knob Creek and Diet Coke. I want my $6 worth of booze!
Despite the douchieness of the crowd, I had an awesome time. I wanted to buy the opening band's CD, but they apparently took off with their merch during the French Kicks' set. I actively tried to buy your CD, but you thwarted my efforts. Do not bitch when I download it for free from the interwebs. I tried, fuckers.