GOD!! have you ever even been to a farm?!
May 19th, 2002 - 12:36 a.m.
first look at this:
see him?
that's chris carrabba. of dashboard confessional.
today i did the following:
met him.
hugged him.
got his autograph.
grabbed his ass.
how did you do the last one, kylie? you ask. why when he dove off the stage during his last song, after my lungs had been crushed and melded into my ribcage, and after samantha had been kicked in the face and pulled out of the mosh pit. mosh pit, you ask, at a dashboard show? i know, i thought the very same thing. as did everyone else who actually CAME THERE TO SEE DASHBOARD. (chris seemed pissed off too, you could tell just by looking at him.) that's why i smacked a few people around when they crowd surfed and got escorted out.
assholes.
where was i?
oh yes.
when he dove off the stage (if you can't beat 'em, join 'em, i guess), he surfed right on past me. i reached up, looking for just maybe some bicep, or some thigh, but oh yes. i grabbed his ass.
