Yellowcard & AFI concert fucking rocked.

Profile · Posted 2003-12-13, 12:44 PM

Me, my brother and our friend Derek went to the Yellowcard & AFI concert last night in Reno, NV at the Lawlor Events Center.

Anyway, getting to the fun parts (plural!)...

We stop off at the store first to get some booze, my brother got a huge bottle of Captain Morgan's and some coke, Derek got a pretty good sized bottle of Peach Schnopps, and I am a light drinker (I've only drank like once before, only had two beers) I dont know my tolerance for alcohol yet so I just got a Smirnoff Ice Triple Black (shit tastes HELLA fucking good, try it if you havent already), went to Jack In The Box to get some soda cups and poured them in there. I finished my Smirnoff and started on the Captain and the Peach Schnopps, I didn't get tipsy even! But anyway... We drive to the concert, talking to hella fine ass chicks, back to back. We'd talk to this group, then move on to the next. Anyway, One of them (drunk) was all feeling up on my dick, so I started feeling up on her... This was outside in the line. But moving on... About an hour, and quite a few chicks later, some dude socks Derek in the eye so Derek just goes off on him, kicking his ass and shit... Then the cops came up so we got back in line... ROFL... So we're in line... We get into the stadium, and realize they're only letting people with bracelets into the mosh pit. Did we let that stop us? Hmm, keep reading bub.

We wait for the lights to go off, right when Yellowcard (opening band) came out, Derek jumps over the mosh pit rail (seperating GA seats and the mosh pit) the ground under was a good 8 feet maybe more, he jumps over two security gaurds heads and runs into the center of the mosh pit, one of them choked him but he got away. So me and my brother wait for our chance, then figured we'd go on the other side since we saw there wasnt much security there. So this fine ass chick was like "I'll follow you two, you guys look like you can get me in" so she grabbed our hands walking through the crowd, so we wouldnt get lost, so I let go of her hand and put my hand in her back pocket, she didn't mind. =)

So we get to the other side after fighting our way through the crowd, and jump over the gate... Down to the ground that's about 8 feet down, over security's head, then there's another little rail with security gaurds holding it in place acting all badass, big ass fucking dudes, too. They were all "GET BACK! GET THE FUCK BACK MOTHERFUCKERS!" So me and my brother along with a couple other guys grab the rail and push it into his stomach hella hard, he throws his hands up and looks away, thinking "They dont pay me to get hit" and just let us walk by. So we're in the mosh pit. My brother gets into a fight right off. He's fucking swinging at this motherfucker that hit him in the jaw, kicked his ass until I pulled him off. Then he walked up to him, shook his hand and was like "I gotta give you props, that was a clean shot" so we all introduced ourselves and moved on into the mosh pit again.

Some fucker clocked me in the side of the head, in the right temple, so I go up to him and give him a hella fucking hard uppercut on his right under-chin, he flew back so I walked up to him and said "Try it again motherfucker." He was like "We're cool man, we're cool" so we shook hands and introduced ourselves and moved on.

I was in the mosh pit for a while and started running out of breath so I went to the side to take a breather for a minute. So walking to there, these two fine ass blondes grab my ass, then deny it though I felt their hands squeeze, so I turn around and was like "Hello." They giggled and were like "We didn't do anything... Certainly didn't grab your ass..." So I said "Sure..." Walked behind them, put my hands on both their asses (FINE ASS BITCHES, FINE ASS ASSES!) and introduced myself. Then I moved on to their breasts... They moved on past my ass to something else... I was in the mosh pit getting jacked off by two fine ass blondes I never met before. ROFL!

So I meet up with my brother again, and we leave because there was just one song left and he had too much to drink, his kidney was hurting so we went to 7-11 to get some water.

So we wait for Derek out by our cars (me and my bro took his Mustang, Derek took his '89 CRX 1.6l vTec V4, two seater) and we go to Texaco gas station (street racers hang out there, along with some punks). Me and Derek hop in his CRX while my brother waited by his car, to go cruising the strip a couple times, leaving the station (Derek is smashed, remember) Derek started swerving to the left and almost hit two big ass motherfuckers but swerved to the right in time, they yelled out "What the fuck is your problem motherfucker!?!?" So fucking Derek dude... He pops it in reverse, puts it in gear, then goes forward trying to run them over! He would of too if they hadn't jumped on the curb, so he reversed a bit and they jumped off the curb, so he tried again! LOL! He missed both times, he was ready to get out and stick them with a screwdriver he had in his hand. He would of done it too, he's a crazy motherfucker. He's a felon, by the way. However I convince him to keep driving so we're going down the strip...

And fucking Derek... He just does not get along with Mexicans no matter how hard he tries! We were just driving down the strip minding our own business and this Mexican keeps looking at him, rolled his window down and throws a fucking throwing knife into our car! While driving down the strip! So Derek slams the breaks letting them get ahead a few feet, turns into them and punches the accelerator and held it, as hard as he could. We slammed into them, fucked their car up, denting Derek's fender, then we got the fuck outta there, since it was downtown, after a concert that took place downtown, cops were everywhere. We were lucky none saw our little stunts. So we head back to the gas station to meet up with my brother, and go home. One of the funnest fucking nights of my life dude, my first punk show. I am going to look for another one to go to with my brother before I go to basic training.