The First Monday After The Rawk Show

Tools of Rawk!

I just realized! I didn't text my friend after his kick ass rock show this past weekend.

I don't want to out my buddy, because I'm sure everybody's heard of his band, but you know, I don't wanna sound like a braggart...so we'll call him Ace F. to keep it anonymous.

So after enjoying the show, it was time to broach the topic, but I don't want to go all fanny fan girl on him though.

OK. There were about a million pictures on Facebook today of the show. I know how to open this one up! Now please enjoy the conversation that we had today, edited for conciseness and hillarity.

Me: You know, I was hoping somebody would take a picture from sat, but I can't seem to find any.(I really think I mean to type "post" instead of take.)

Ace F: Ha!!

Me: You come down yet or you still buzzin?

Ace F: I'm back down.

Work can do that to ya.

Me: Oh true dat!

Ace F: Nothing says lame old guy like khaki dockers

Me: Nothing at all.

I'm wearing no iron Haggar slacks, so you know I'm turning down ladies left and right.

Ace F:  Hahahahahahahaha

Me: And the borken shoelace in my right shoe just shows I'm a bad boy.

Ace F: My daughters laces were tangled this morning an I said that's just how punk rock you are man anarchy for the shoelace

Me:  Don't let the establishment of the borgousie make you tie your shoes!

FUCK THE ELITE! LONG LIVE THE PROLETARIAT!

I often feel bad for my daughter. (Because she's going to have grow up with my random outbursts.)

Me: It was a good show btw.

Ace F: Thanks!

Me: I thought it was a good song selection but I wish I hadn't peed during (TITLE REDACTED).

Ace F: Me too.

Me: The peeing part? Creeper!

Ace F: Ha.

No I mean I peed too.

Me: I'm going to assume that's a joke and you're going to let me.

Ace F: Ha!