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We had never played Harrsionburg, VA before and none of us knew what to expect. What we got when we arrived at Captain Tee's was the WEIRDEST SHOW EVER. Captain Tee's is a run down Chuck E. Cheese knockoff. They had balls all over the floor, but no ballpit. Their newest arcade game was the Simpsons scrolling fighting game (that TMNT the arcade game made famous). The mini golf course had a mixed theme of apocalyptic skull shaped stalagmites meets classic put put shenanigans…needless to say, it sucked. The jungle gym looked worse than the ones that you see in a Burger King. We found out that Agnostic Front had played there before and we all imagined that Stigma was still lost in the jungle gym.
The owner of the club was a complete dick. He yelled at people for every little thing. Maybe if his fake ass children's entertainment complex wasn't so bunk he wouldn't have to do modern jud jud hair metal shows.
We made the best of the situation. A lot of video games were played. Nick and Misha played mini golf as well as Marshall from the Warriors. They were playing by put put rules which really pissed me off. Put Put is so dumb. I am a mini golf connoisseur, residing in a town which contains the oldest operating mini golf course in the United States. Put Put is a watered down version geared towards soccer mom's and their shitty kids. I HATE when people don't understand and appreciate the difference. By the way, Misha definitely got an 11 on one of the holes.
A bunch of the members from Down to Nothing and Bracewar came to the show and were doing what they are known to do: stagedive. They were jumping over the side stage speakers and almost landing in the Beauty and the Beast themed party room. A punk rock guy started whipping people with a pyramid belt. I think he got beat up. Some other kids got yelled at for climbing a rock wall.
5 mintues down the road there was a Buffalo Wild Wings and it was wing night! Every band on the tour and all the Down to Nothing / Bracewar kids came out. People were getting IG in there. We had chants of "Misha" and "Wings, Beer, Sports" going repeatedly. The waiter hated us.
After BW3 (that's how you know if you are OG or not), I stayed up until 6 am and did a few weeks worth of laundry. Laundry is very therapeutic. There is nothing gayer than doing another grown man's laundry though. The rest of the guys stayed up and played on the internet all night. People act like you haven't been able to go online for 12 years when they hear that there is wireless network available. What else is there to see on the nerd? It takes me 5 minutes to see what the Assparade update is and find out whose new hip hop album went wood.
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