I remember seeing the Dead Kennedys way back when a certain Madonna song was popular. It was at this concert that I discovered, a moment too late, that I should remove my glasses before entering the dance floor (on the positive side, everyone was really helpful in trying to keep me up off the floor while I attempted to look for 'em). So I had to drive home with sunglasses, drunk, while singing "Papa don't preach, I'm gonna eat my baby, gonna eat it with gravy" at the top of my lungs.
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