like sex for dophins

the duke and i were in the lower left corner before the lights went low.
i had seen our shirt and album on the ledge, near kent, with my hawk-eyed brother on tap.
since i had paid off our first 2 or 4 pops, it was the dukes turn to earn more.
so i told him to get-the-shit to the bar.
about 1 second after he left, kent grabbed our shirt, checked the size, XL, smiled, pulled off his red shirt, and pulled YOU BIG IDIOT over his head



you dont know kent.
and neither do i.
but he is in charge of everything.

and i pretty much died when that shirt thing happened.

then NOFX came on stage, the greatest band in the history of burning history.
and they sounded great.

we played perfect government and reeko, on every show this tour.
and they played both tonight.
not enough people stopped us to request songs off pump up the val, but i calm.

met great people tonight.
Hanako, her sis Emmy, the other Colin with 1 l, Miguel from Teenage Bottlerocket, and more.
...and Kent.
meeting people is easy.

we did this, to do this.
luck is no risk when you have commitment.
if this is all a dream, duke crashed the van.