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Two reposts.
Hrm. I have 3 I think.
"1. Gwar, 1996. If only because I was underage and had to smuggle in a flask of gin, and because of that I couldn't really tell how much I was drinking (and I was young and not really sure of where my tolerance level was at.) I ended up getting plastered during the opening act (Chemlab) and ended up passing out under a table around the moment Gwar launched into their first "song". I woke up halway through to hear Oderus scream "Wow, that's amazing! That's the first time the audience has ripped the face off the mechanical dinosaur!" and I decided I was in no shape for that and went out and passed out in the car. "
Also a repost:
This happened to me about an hour ago.
So I went to the grocery store to get a few things this evening. I of course took Keith (the 3 year old), and was wearing my Gwar shirt (are there any others?). There is a picture of said shirt somewhere in the images forum. My favorite shirt, my Gwar shirt. Got it when I saw them live (a whole nother story I have told briefly more than once).
In any case, I leave the store with Keith in the cart and a few bags, and am wheeling the cart practically in step with another shopper as we head to our cars. She is a lady in maybe her early 30s.
In any case, we are parked next to each other, and we both start unloading our groceries into our respective cars. She notices me, glances over, smiles, and says:
"Wow. I really like the shirt!!"
Now, you don't meet Gwar fans very often on the street, so I felt a need to reply.
I drummed up my best Oderius Gerungus impression (kinda like a professional wrestler in an interview), and thought I would quote him to her. You know, to prove I am "in".
So I turn to her and say:
"WoW! That's amazing! I've never seen anybody pull the face off of my mechanical dinasour before!"
And then smile at her warmly.
She just stares at me, like I just pulled out my pants and whipped out my dick or something (which I had not).
Hmmm, I think to myself, this bird must be a bit daft. Either that or she didn't get the reference. So I try again, this one a little more mainstream. I look at her again, and with complete deadface and my best Oderus impression, I say:
"You sure play a mean guitar, marc! Too bad YOU HAVE TO DIE!!!!"
This time she looks downright frightened. She hurriedly throws the groceries into the trunk, closes it, and unlocks her door.
I think to myself, "what the fuck is her problem?" And I lift Keith out of the cart and prepare to put him in his car seat.
At which point she turns finally to me, and, her voice breaking a little, says:
"Well, anyway, my little boy really likes Blues Clues as well."
And gets in her car and leaves.
At which point I notice Keith is wearing his bad-ass Steve shirt replica from Blues Clues.
No wonder I get arrested so much.
True story.
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