
Why do some people go to a concert, especially for those that play some funky GAT DAM music, and not dance? I don’t get it. Its like they came just to get pissed off about me bumping into them while in the throws of getting down. I fuckin hate wall crawlers. I plan on seeing George Clinton at the Phoenix on feb. 25. If there’s even one person not dancing, I’m going to jail for assault with a plastic cup.
Too many times have I gone to a show and have to apollogize to hapless douche-bag for funkin into their comfort zone. What in the curly goatee of Satan did they even come for? Why would someone pay to go see a show where social interaction is a bare fuckin minimum, when they know people like me are coming? I feel like getting a hundred people i know to go just so we can flash-mob them and pass the murder-one buck like an "I-DUNNO" shrug makin a wave like the ones at the ACC during a Raptor sweep.
P.S. Should you be one of those people reading this right now, please, do us funky-folk a favor and go kill yourself real messy-like in a bus terminal tiolet stall. But don't tell anybody.
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