A friend of mine's girlfriend wanted to see Sister Hazel at the 9:30 Club (for you DC-area people), but she couldn't make it for some reason so he said "Hey, I have a ticket, let's go." I didn't care who it was, I didn't have anything to do that night. So we went.
And it was terrible. The music was terrible, the downright hideous woman who stood in front of us with her boyfriend was terrible, it was all terrible.
We got a bunch of laughs out of it though so I guess it wasn't that bad.
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