I actually could have gone to this last night as I came home yesterday, but
a) as I expected, I was way too tired
b) when I want to check for tickets just for giggles, no single tickets were available, so I could only assume it was sold out.
c) it was in Lowell, which according to a friend is "crack central," and considering my parents: a) usually provide me a car, and b) not quite so usually buy the tickets, they don't want me going near that place. They wouldn't let me go to see Priest with Anthrax back in 2005.
You know its true, bunny rabbits we have got lovely little fluffy bottoms. We do. That's why people often mistake us for Danny Devito.