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Sunday, November 14, 2004

Launch

GbV last night.

TEARLN finds himself in the middle of the crowd near the stage. He is out of beer. Some crunks in the front help him to the stage. BOB hands him the mike.
TEARLN: [to BOB] Do you mind if I pass out on the stage?
BOB: Grab a beer, there's plenty of room.
TEARLN proceeds to grab a beer and then passes out, leaning against the drum risers. He occasionally wakes up to sing along. BOUNCER enters. BOUNCER grabs beer from TEARLN'S hand and leads him outside. TEARLN does not resist, he has had bones broken before at GbV shows.

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