Friday night at the W.A.S.P gig was great. The sound was good and it was good to watch too. I liked all of it, apart from when people were walking past me and barging into me. And some fat, shaven headed metal-cunt tried getting infront of my good view on the balcony by treading on my foot so I'd move, but I defended my patch and gave him a look of
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