But oh, how the experience would have been nicer if not for the dickheads sitting next to us in the park! These dickheads were all female, for a change of pace, and mostly drunk, which is just embarrassing for thirtysomethings. The only time they weren’t loud was between songs, the only time they actually paid any attention to the stage was when, ah, hipsters, they recognized Lou Reed on screen and applauded themselves for their sagacity. I thought about giving them $3, Celebrate Brooklyn’s entrance fee, because, gosh, the story of Sarah’s throwing a glass of water on the screamer’s lap because she, the screamer, said Sarah was going to get fat eating that, was really, really entertaining.
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Celebrate Bklyn
But oh, how the experience would have been nicer if not for the dickheads sitting next to us in the park! These dickheads were all female, for a change of pace, and mostly drunk, which is just embarrassing for thirtysomethings. The only time they weren’t loud was between songs, the only time they actually paid any attention to the stage was when, ah, hipsters, they recognized Lou Reed on screen and applauded themselves for their sagacity. I thought about giving them $3, Celebrate Brooklyn’s entrance fee, because, gosh, the story of Sarah’s throwing a glass of water on the screamer’s lap because she, the screamer, said Sarah was going to get fat eating that, was really, really entertaining.
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