>Gwedo, I'm interested in hearing what happened that pissed you off.
Well, its a long story.
As most people know, I work for Fever Records. After I saw that the
beasties
wore the fever ****rts on the hip hop show, I asked my boss to hook me up
somehow. I told him that the beasties were coming the colieseum and I
wanted to
know if he could hook me up. he got me a pair of tix a couple of days
later,
along with backstage p***** and after party p*****.
Sal called me the day of the show and said he couldnt make it, so he told
me I
could have his tickets. I called my other friends up and we went to the
coliseum.
When I got there, they wouldnt release the tickets to me because I wasnt
"Sal".
I had told them that I worked for Sal and I had him on the phone and they
still
wouldnt give them to me. Finally, after an hour of talking to the right
people,
they released the tickets and after party p***** (the boys were about to
get on
stage so the backstage p***** didnt matter at this point.) I told me son
and my
friends that we would meet them at the after party.
we had great friggin seats (we were right next to the stage) but the show
was
rather "short".
the boys joked about my hometown by referring it by "massive pee-pee"
(some of
you old school head remembered that thier doctor was here in massapequa
and by
the time they came out here, they would have to take a massive piss, so to
speak.) they joked about the "after party" and where it was going to be
held
at.
after the show, we all waited in the "vip" area to go the after party. we
waited about 45 minutes and the security came out and said "sorry guys.
the
beasties went home and there isnt an after party. I was pissed beyond
belief,
but I especially felt bad for my son, who wanted to see them. I bought him
out,
as sick as he was.
what a let down!
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