Big Fuckin' Deal

You see a lot of interesting people at BFD. Pierced people, dyed people, naive people, jaded people, old people, fat people sitting and smoking on the lawn with their bellies in their laps. However, you see the most of people in tight pants. I saw tight pants in a rainbow of colors, a whole scale of rips and tears.

I laid in the grass amidst plastic cups and wrappers and Bacardi bottles and bottles filled with cigarette butts, and I remember thinking, looking up into the stars while Social Distortion played: "This is fun, but also kind of horrifying."