Naughty Nickleback
I was reminded to start blogging more and remembered a story I forgot to share about a month ago. Brian and I got to go to the Nickleback concert at the one and only Fargodome Jan. 31st...for free (Al works at the dome & was able to score us some tickets). The concert was sold out. It rocked. Brian and I got drunk and had a great time...even though we ran into someone from highschool that made us sit next to her and her friends. We would've much rather hung out just us guys and enjoy our 2 for 1 Blue Moons, but at least the beer was still good. Than when we went home we looked at my old year book to see if we could find this girl's picture even though I remembered her name. She didn't remember me, by the way. She came over to talk to Brian because the ladies love that man.
Anyway, back to the concert, and an explanation of my title. Nickleback themselves weren't so naughty, but the concert experience certainly was. As we were walking back to my car in the packed parking lot, we noticed several people just sitting outside their cars waiting until they could actually start driving and not sit in line. We were just walking along, talking about the show, when out of nowhere I hear, "Hey, you can hop in with us if want," from two women sitting outside their car. Flattered, but not quite that desperate, I simply looked at them in slight confusion and continued walking on with Brian.
Than (yes, there's more) as we were waiting inside my car there was a truck behind us who had an occupant that decided it was his Skinny Mc-not-so-sober's job to direct nonmoving traffic. He first tapped on Brian's window to tell us that we needed to let a certain car through because, "The chick is hot." Sure. About 5 seconds later he taps again and offers Brian a hit from his joint. Brian smiled and regretfully declined. In his defense, Brian thought it was a cigarette, not weed. Plus, he was probably just looking out for me; you know, with my criminal record and all.
All in all it was a great night. We saw a free concert that rocked. My self-esteem was boosted by a couple of loose women, and we both got drunk without spending hardly any money or smoking any free weed.
Anyway, back to the concert, and an explanation of my title. Nickleback themselves weren't so naughty, but the concert experience certainly was. As we were walking back to my car in the packed parking lot, we noticed several people just sitting outside their cars waiting until they could actually start driving and not sit in line. We were just walking along, talking about the show, when out of nowhere I hear, "Hey, you can hop in with us if want," from two women sitting outside their car. Flattered, but not quite that desperate, I simply looked at them in slight confusion and continued walking on with Brian.
Than (yes, there's more) as we were waiting inside my car there was a truck behind us who had an occupant that decided it was his Skinny Mc-not-so-sober's job to direct nonmoving traffic. He first tapped on Brian's window to tell us that we needed to let a certain car through because, "The chick is hot." Sure. About 5 seconds later he taps again and offers Brian a hit from his joint. Brian smiled and regretfully declined. In his defense, Brian thought it was a cigarette, not weed. Plus, he was probably just looking out for me; you know, with my criminal record and all.
All in all it was a great night. We saw a free concert that rocked. My self-esteem was boosted by a couple of loose women, and we both got drunk without spending hardly any money or smoking any free weed.
posted by L-Kapitan | 4:58 PM
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