I went and saw The Killers last night. The venue was the USF Sun Dome which contrary to popular belief could be one of the ugliest arena's in America. Anyway, The Killer's rocked and yes Brandon Flowers is 99% gay, but it's still a cool sound and there's nothing wrong with that. I have just two messages for those in attendance:
1) There's no sitting at rock concerts. Apparently, the students at USF didn't get this memo. I condone sitting whenever possible and highly recommend it if you haven't tried before...but not at rock shows. I have paid a good bit of change (or gotten free tickets) to be entertained and that does not involve you - "two-tone blue t-shirt" staring at me like i've just taken the Lord's name in vain at a Baptism while you enjoy the comfort of a plastic seat.
2) To the girl in the brown top and the denim skirt dancing with the dillhole in the yellow polo shirt and flip-flops. Everyone in Section L knows that you wore neither a bra nor panties. Your dance moves were unoriginal yet deeply inspired by the tunes in the air. Should you need career advice, I can point you to several establishments just down the road that will throw in a pole for free. Although I'm sure you had a good time throwing up later that night as your druk-ass boyfriend attempted to get it up, I will always hold somewhat of a grudge towards you for distracting myself and my fellow seatmates for the majority of the show. And yes that was me laughing at you and him for falling to ground several times throughout the evening.
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Steve Sanders, your my hero!
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