However, one particularly drunk stupid old **** man started making an ass of himself right around adrians drum solo (which appeared to be a spur of the moment add to the set list so ron spears could take a moment in the mens room). So this particularly drunk stupid old **** man was twiddling his pointer and middle fingers in the air with a broken plastic cup on top of them, dancing poorly throughout the crowd. He apparently thought he was the life of the party. I, not thinking I was the life of the party, was trying to stand right in front of adrian attentively, as if to receive a free drum lesson. The particularly drunk stupid old **** man kept sticking his cup-hand in the three feet of space between my eyes and adrians drum set. After repeatedly asking him to back off, and trying to explain to him that he was making an ass of himself right in front of the only thing happening on the stage, he accidentally dropped the cup and I proceeded to pick it up and throw it over my head as if i were a happy bride throwing her flowers to some doomed single girl. The particularly drunk stupid old **** man left and I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking I was going to be able to fully enjoy the rest of the breath taking drumming taking place before my very eyes. But noooOOOoooOooooOOOOooo..... Mr. paricularly drunk stupid old **** man comes back with a broken, battered, muddy cup, and again invades the precious space available for my viewing pleasure. As I turn and feel my heart rate skyrocket, and feel like I am about to have to physically remove an old man out of my way..... a splash of liquid from the heavens. I felt a sprinkle, but the particularly drunk stupid old **** man felt the cold (lukewarm?) rush of an alcoholic beverage waterfall pouring down upon his white balding head from the balcony above, and he knew his time in the spotlight was up. B-fam, regulating. Thanks again, Jed.
if i\'m not mistaken...when i was on the island last year for a bachelorette party we went to capt. nick\'s and this same guy was there....he was drunk beyond belief as he was the other night. he was trying to dance (mind you there were far less people in the bar than there were this week) and all of a sudden he just friggin lurches at me from no where! i def. thought i was gonna be taken out, but thanks to my wits and my group of girls he ended up missing me. and then he was trying to groove all up on the
**** of one my friends...i think it was at that point that we decided to hit up the yellow kitten up the road. the guy is a def douche! and jed is
the man for helping out bFam! wish i were less intoxicated to actually see the whole ordeal go down.
oh, does anyone know if these shows were recorded?