| I drove all the way to Holyoke and all I got was this lousy shirt. Wait, that's not true. I didn't get a shirt and I had a wonderful time. I jealously watched the most alcohol fueled DBD set I've seen to date. When someone stops just drinking their drinks and starts slurping down anyone's drinks that gets near them, you know that it's on. Death Before Dishonor was like a boozey black hole that sucked in any drink venturing too close to the stage. Personally, I'm not made of corona or Jack daniels so I was safe. "Party on wayne." "Party on Garth." Excellent.
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