Kinda funny/pathetic story,: I had no real money when I went to see Wu-Tang but I did have a giant sack of pocket change but was too drunk to count it so I carried some of it with me from the top level of a parking garage a block away and after waiting in line for ten minutes just dumped all of it on the counter in front of the poor girl giving out tickets and she looked down at the assorted pile of change like, are you ****ing kidding me?
I hadn't even bothered to count cause I figured it must be enough. There was so much of it and most of it wasn't pennies. It wasn't enough. So I trudged all the way back to my friend's car at the top of a five story parking garage and came back with more change I hadn't bothered to count. The girl clearly just wanted to get rid of me so she let me in even though I think it still wasn't enough.
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Originally Posted by J.R.R. Tolkien
There is only one bright spot and that is the growing habit of disgruntled men of dynamiting factories and power-stations; I hope that, encouraged now as ‘patriotism’, may remain a habit! But it won’t do any good, if it is not universal.
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