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May 2014
I fell down in the pit
And somebody stomped on my glasses.
People nowadays have no manners or compassion I swear.
All this pushing and shoving for material gain. Just sat right there on the floor and cried so.rude.
I just wanted a nice night out you know a good meal with a glass of wine and aΒ Β little dancing.
Guess I'm going to call it a night.
Mosh Pit phobia for life.
Who knew.
Geno Cattouse
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Geno Cattouse  california
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