sex sells like bargain bins

mickey avalon show. sunday night. i paid 20 bucks to get in so immediately felt entitled to be extra assy. here we go.
dirt nasty was simon rex. beardo was beardo. they appeared to do coke on the bench during their set. was it real? doing drugs for applause is so equated with strapping a keg on your anus during a frat party. of course the retarded crowd cheered him on. IT'S JUST FOR SHOW you moron.
also, wtf? am i a dorm rat magnet? i was surrounded by a mini crowd of sheltered life fuck-ups, i.e. dorm rats, during the show. one of them was clearly the ONLY ONE who ever listened to mickey or dirt nasty previously. and she kept saying 'uuhhhg don't worry guys, mickey avalon is soooo much better. he's soooo cool. i listen to him when i practice being ethnic in my mirror' etc.

i clearly have a problem with anyone who has to constantly explain why you're hanging out with them. and secondly, WHY WOULD YOU BLINDLY PAY $$$20 TO SEE A GUY WHO YOU'VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE? this is exactly why dorm rats are fundamental fuck-ups. they elect mildly retarded ringleaders. also. note to dorm rats: please figure out by now that it is NOT OK to wear american eagle and old navy. like since 1999. and even then, ew.
whenever i see dormrats i just want to pluck one up and rescue it from their bleak and meaningless future.
mickeeeeeeeeeeee! oh mickey.
a couple classy dancers wearing nylons, bras and neon wigs came out on stage. grinding each other on the bench. on the wall. on mickey. ass to ass kind of moves. my particular favorite was when she was on the ground spreading her legs and had to put her ciggie behind her ear to get up and bend over so the audience in the back could see. so thoughtful!
i don't know. i understand these photos aren't great but i can tell what's going on in them cause i was there. does it just look like black and red objects? i tried to get as much t&a as possible.
is the dj wearing a gas mask? hahahahahhahah!
hot. so hot.
everyone was getting their boobs signed by a sweaty mickey. then his manager shooed us away since we weren't buying merchandise. boo hoo.
unlike the david byrne concert, the dancers made the show better. i think i want to say it's because of the informality of the venue or music but no. david byrne's dancers were fully clothed. these ladies were two broken straps away from a GIRLS! GIRLS! GIRLS! club. and i think whatever broken libidos were watching david byrne's concert, they would have appreciated a couple dolls like that.