I went out tonight! (Van123)

So check it. I left the house for social reasons. Went to a gig, with some local bands playing.

The first band, I'm not sure what I can say. It was a cross of nu-metal, emo, and shit. So anyway, I was in this Church Hall, right, with all these nu-metal gimps, emo-fag pussies, and wanabe h@rdcore metallers. I stood at the side, cos I'm not really a big fan of pits, and theses here pits were lame! If I go pitting, it's got to be to decent music. Yeah, so I stood at the side right, and this guy walked passed me and brushed my shoulder. I was about to have a go at him, but saw he had blood dripping down the side of his head, and his hair was all maroon and shit. "OWNED" I shouted, really loud. It was funny, slipping a geek thing in there.

But anyway, this band were all like screaming and stuff. Think Avenged Sevenfold vs Three Inches of Blood. Now think of that gone badly, badly wrong, that's what this was. They were jumping around, and swinging their guitars like monkeys on speed, and I said to my friend, I said "Jesus, they're gonna take each other's eyes out".

Yeah, so at the end of their set, this band smashed their guitars onto the stage (idiots), but the spacker bassist only went and clocked himself in the head! What a n00b! Well, the ambulance came, and took him to hospital to get patched up.

Then I spent the rest of the night out side in a bloody mood. I have my reasons.

2Gs, Daz.