Sunday, June 24, 2012
Sunday
The Royals and Sporting KC both got beat yesterday. In Sporting KC's game they got hammered. Royals...well they just can't score runs. What is Hosmers deal this year...I've heard of second year slumps, but this shit is bad even for the Royals. Yesterday I went down to the Crossroads and watched some bands play at Grassacer. My sistor was kind enough to get me a ticket. I loaded up a cooler full of water and pop. Sons of Fathers are one of my favorite country bands. They really can sing well. Goddamn Gallows psycobilly style was very interesting and Cornmeal and Split Lip Rayfield did their thing. After it got dark the entire venue cooled off. I saw Scott and Bethany there and they ate hot wings. It wasn't your normal run of the mill hot wings, it was the kind where everyone took a bite and were sad and angry at God that he could allow such evil to exist in this world. I don't know why, but I didn't try one. I am always one to ruin my day with doing something ignorant, but the amount of water and pain they were in eating a small piece of wing-death, were proof that I didn't want that in my life. Sometimes you just have to set boundaries and say "One spicy wing isn't going to send me to the hospital.
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