Went to Lincoln to see the brother of a pal in a band.
Didn't realize it was a teen heart throb band (see teens).
Ended up sitting in the lobby for most of the show (along with some parents).
Being a friend of the band got me a VIP backstage pass that for no known reason said "Man Whore VIP." The pass proved quite useful not for going to the backstage to meet the band but for going THROUGH the backstage to get out of the theater and avoid the crowd and bottle-necking teen crowd.
I briefly considered trying to sell my backstage pass to a teeny bopper.
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