So i was at this bar down the road from my place (livewire, for any San Diegans interested in knowing) and the DJ was playing some fairly cool stuff. When i first got in, just as a grabbed the bar tenders ear, "586" got a spin. I got really excited AND got a chuckle from some of the young hipsters who started to sing "Blue Monday." Then, later on, I looked up at the TV screens over the bar and the DJ managed to play "confussion" while showing the video. That was enough to get me going. So when I went to cross the bar and grab my friend's attention (she's a fairly sizeable NO fan as well), some f*cker bumps into me, spilling half my John Courage. At that moment I asked myself "What would Rocket Mick do?...
...and proceeded to do the exact opposite. The dude bought me my next beer. Good thing I didn't beat him up.
