Oh what a glorious day yesterday was. I woke up with the birds birding and the sun sunning. I had a nice nutritious breakfast of egg (which was eggy) and prepared for my night ahead at Green Day.
So, I got dressed and whatnot and blared the tunes (*rave hand movements*) as I got more excitable. The last thing I prepared were my lucky socks. They are yellow and say ''Cosmic'' on them. Rather scruffy now, but lucky nonetheless.
Fast Forward to the SECC and Joan Jett running about the stage like a mad egg. She may be fifty years of age (ie, my dads age) but she can run faster than me. Not fair. She put on a top notch set.
Then the Pink Bunny came on stage and ran about downing beers and staggering. I got more and more excitable.
THEN....Green Day came on stage and I went apeshit. Seriously. Their set was top notch. All of it. I caught lots of tickerytape stuff. But....that's not all I caught, oh no way Pedro.
The end of the show happened and Tre Cool ran to our side of the stage and launched drumsticks into the crowd. I leapt into the air with gay abandon, and grabbed a drumstick.
As soon as i realised, I screamed. Right in a womans face.
Oh what a glorious night.
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