sounds fun. we've got something like that around here, i dont remember what its called, but they block a huge portion of a street in the gaslamp quarter and its the same deal as yours where you get a wristband, theres a bunch of bars you can go into, and music stages outside (and some inside too).
god i cant wait till i can drink legally.
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How'd I end up here to begin with? I don't know.
Why do I start what I can't finish?
Oh please, don't barrage me with questions to all those ugly answers.
My ego's like my stomach- it keeps shitting what I feed it.
But maybe I don't want to finish anything anymore..
maybe I can wait in bed 'til she comes home. and whispers....
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Remember kids: It's only real metal if the vocalist sounds like he's vomiting up a fetus. \m/
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