friend) and I are in the VIP section trying to get a view, as there is a
row of people in front of us. In front of me, there is a lady I shall
Primadonna (to her husband): They suck.
Me: Excuse me, did you just say they suck?
Primadonna: They're just not my style, sweetie.
Me: Awesome. Well, that's my fiancee, do you mind if I stand there since
you don't like them? The spot is yours for Panic's set.
Primadonna (trying not to act too embarassed) pulls me in to the front.
Her daughter, totes embarassed, an MCS fan. Her drunk husband, yelling
boo during the set, probs cause of me.
-- via hip austin otherwise pretty awesome top