Note to girls who would not SHUT THE FUCK UP at the Indigo Girls concert last night:
Please explain to me why you would pay money to see a concert and then talk THE ENTIRE TIME during said concert.
Next time, why don't you just stay home on Long Island put on the CD and give each other French manicures, and pretend to be lesbians. Because, you know, lesbians are super cool.
Then, you can talk all you want, instead of enraging the chick who was wearing the "I Pretty Much Hate Everything" T-shirt, and was inches away from beating the living crap out of you with her one good arm.
I guess you just couldn't hear me when I yelled "SHUT IT!" ,what with all of the talking you were doing.
It's a good thing for you I was with a friend who knew enough to hold me back when the steam started coming out of my ears.
Seriously, leave me a message! .