Tonight as we were having our tickets checked for the Disco Biscuits and Moe show, Susannah and I inadvertently got ahead of Danny in line. We got into the venue (field) and were about to go find a nice place to jam when we realized that he wasn’t behind us any longer. After about four seconds of confusion, we saw him: several people back, getting his ticket scanned. He too looked confused. Incompetent fool. We went back, and when I saw that he had seen us, I bellowed: “I saw you… with a ticket stub in your hand!”
This is witty because it’s a line from a Phish song. He told me to shut up.
So the hippies were dancin’ and twirlin’ and we were back reclining like old people in the grass when we heard a new member join the clan behind us.
“Man! You found us!”
“Yeah, I saw you… with a ticket stub in your hand!”
“Shut up.”
