My Inner Dialogue at the Cake Concert

I wish the world had a volume knob.

Did he just say "Satan is my motor"?

Where did everyone I know go?

Stop blowing marijuana smoke on me. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

The lead singer's a jerk.

Are those guys making out over there?

Oh, I know this song!

I'm totally making a list of things I'm thinking. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Am I going to get a contact high from all this marijuana smoke?

What does a contact high feel like?

Man, this song goes on forever.

Am I high?

Those guys are still making out!

Why did he just say "You guys must eat a lot of protein"?

I shouldn't have had that tortilla for dinner.

Man, I wish I was high. Then this concert wouldn't blow so much.