Whatever Comes to Mind

So I went to The EARL this weekend to catch a rock show. I've seen Beulah there, along with some other great local shows. Friday night, The Black Lips were playing. I've never seen them and the reviews said they were a great live act. When they went on, you could just tell these guys were punk. The lead guitarist was pouring a beer down fast and spittig some of it in the crowd without loosing a beat. Towards the end of the show the guitarist was smashed, which isn't bad for a punk show, he didn't stop playing or singing. I went to bathroom though and when I got back, my friend was a good 15 feet back from where I left him. I ask what happened, so he told me. The guitarist that was dancing all over the place, screaming, chugging beers, started puking beer down his shirt but he didn't stop playing, or singing. The next step though was sick. While still rocking out, he whip out his cock and pissed on stage -- while puking beer -- and playing guitar. The band didn't stop, by when the song was over, the other members packed up the stuff pretty fast. I don't think that was the last song.