let your fingers do the walking

so i went to see k and w with ben and wes, and they rocked the socks

that was obviously not them. that was some straight edge band that opened from them that looked like a bunch of 16 year old kids with a wanna be abercrombie model front man with sleeve tattoos. as if his image alone wasnt scary enough, his meth laced crooning certainly took the cake

 

i had never seen k and w play their instruments before (only dueling macs) so this was pretty sick.  things learned 1) roger gets grumpy when he can't smoke pot in public 2) drudge metal scares wes as well as myself 3) ben did not come up with statement ass deep in titties, but it is his favorite spot to be 4) i can bike from uptown to the campus area in 25 minutes, but it will take me an hour to get home