I remember when I first got back to the States, I was wearing a band shirt (I can’t remember which, but I want to say it was Silverstein or some stupid band like that), and the boyfriend of this girl in line said, “What the fuck, man? Do you listen to Saves the Day too?” Keep in mind, this boy was in line for fucking COBRA STARSHIP and he has the nerve to try to call me out, the guy who has a VIP pass and is only outside to flirt with everyone’s girlfriend anyway. I laugh, very sarcastically, of course, and tussle his hair pretty roughly. “Awh kid. What’s that? You have a SWITCHBLADE IN YOUR UNDERWEAR?!” I said it loud enough security would catch it, and I turned around to make eye contact with them. In a hurry, I tell them, “That dude right there said he has a weapon in his underwear. Said he’s gonna teach Gabe a lesson!” With that, I walk past them as they start pulling their metal detectors out of their sides.

I later saw the girl inside with another group of girls, but her boyfriend was nowhere in sight. I like to think security gave him a prostate exam.

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