I was at the Darius Rucker concert Thursday, and with the rain, mud, and everything it was mayhem. I couldn’t figure out where my seat was, so just found an empty section and enjoyed the show for the first 2 hours. As soon as Darius came on though, some guy came up and said I was in his seat. So I moved over to another empty section, and he said those were his seats too. So I moved again. Then he asked for my ticket and told me to leave, because, though they weren’t his seats, they weren’t mine either. When I refused, he went and got security, who told him to lighten up and let me stay. So suck it, you tattling goody-goody asshole who must have paid nearly $1000 for all those seats. Darius Rucker isn’t even that good.
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