Dave Attell, Danny DeVito and Comedy Works

I kid you not, I have the worst luck with people at shows I go to see.  Either that or I seem to fixate on things that wouldn't normally bother people, but I think it's the first thing I mentioned.  Story Time...

I go to Las Vegas this weekend, as usual it's a complete blast, I'm losing money like I should, and having a great time doing it.  That was Friday also I got really drunk too again a great time. 

So Satruday rolls around, and I'm going to see my first Vegas show ever, (it's kind of stupid I know, but fuck you I don't really care it's something I'd see if it rolled through Denver)  I sleep all day due to a hang over, I should also mention that my parents have come Las Vegas to see the show... which is a big deal because my parents never travel.  Literally they don't like going to Highlands Ranch let alone leave the state. 

So showtime rolls around and I'm going to see the show with Beatles music and Cirque de Soliel.  This is a brand new show and it was amazing, there was a total remix (not like a P Diddy remix either, they just generally made the songs clearer, more of a re-mastering if you will) now how could this possibly go bad?  Right?  Nice show in the Mirage Hotel and Casino, expensive tickets, nice seats, and then the show starts.

Lights off the music starts and lo and behold five minutes into the show, these two fat, aging, smelly, cultureless, hippies sit down.



 
My New Enemies
Now I'm willing to let it slide that they were five minutes late, they were probably stoned and forgot that the doors opened a half an hour before the show started.  I'm willing to let slide that they didin't exactly dress up for a show that costs $150 dollars a ticket, at least they were clothed.  Now here's where I draw the line, I've addressed this before, but these two motherfuckers would not stop talking through out the entire show. 

It wouldn't have been so bad if it their conversation was sporadic, but literally after every song/acrobatic act this fucking stoned pachoulli smelling asshole kept yelling "WOW! that's amazing!"  and while it was amazing it didn't require a running fucking comentary of the whole hour and half show.  Thatnk god I didn't literally have to sit next to the two of them but my friend did and he was none too pleased, and voiced his displeasure repeatedly. 

In the middle of the show I kid you not, there was an air conditioning blast, that happened to blow down wind from us, and the smell of pachoulli and B.O. was so strong that I literally almost vomited in my $7 beer.  But I was determined to not let that destroy me experience. 

After several, WOW's my friend starts getting fired up, and is audible enough for everyone in the row to hear,  GOD DAMN Hippies, it was hilarious even though it didn't stop the two assholes next to him to stop, I know where this is headed if it keeps going on, and it's not going to be pleasant.  Luckily enough though this incredible asshole stops because I think that people around him started giving looks like "Dude shut the fuck up, I paid a lot of money for this ticket and I don't want the fucking exeperience ruined by some burnt out, dumb, fucked up, stoned asshole like you becaus your hippie conclave of friends voted you to go to the show and sold off 2,000 hemp bracelets and 350 Tommy Chong Bongs to get you to Las Vegas"  But I digress, enjoy the show if you can make it.