Dude, I passed from hot & sexy to half-toasted and sweaty by the end of that show. I couldn't have seduced him if I'd wanted to that night. I think he does appreciate my new "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em" attitude as far as drinking goes though! Well, until I was hurling up my toenail polish the next morning that is ~ HAAA!
Interestingly, he kept pretty straight that night and he didn't even flip out when they came onstage (and they're HIS fave band of all time). I on the other hand freaked out like a woman at an Elvis concert in '74 .
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