I wish I was 21 so I could go to a friggin' Scythian show. Ggrrr. Liz, Molly, and I thought we'd be able to catch one while we were in DC today, but called the venue and noooooo, ya gotta be 21 (I had expected this, really, since most of their venues are 21 or older establishments). I understand, but I hate it. Can't you make one exception ...
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