Weekend before last I went to the best metal fest in the U.S. the almighty "Maryland Deathfest." It was my 4th time and never fails to be amazing. Since there's a lot of metal fans on this site I may review some of the amazing shenanigans, but the bands all destroyed, even the lower down the list/morning guys like Hirax, Incantation, Despise You, etc. etc. all really brought it; and the headliners Mayhem and fucking VENOM destroyed everything
I swear I can never understand how amazingly hot, sluttly dressed, perfect bodied, bimbos parade around every year, mostly in tribes.
Anyway, Saturday walking the 1 and a half mile from concert venue Edison lot (stage 1 & 2 to 3 at 2 AM in the morning I got lost, of course in the ghetto. I could get crack, coke, dope, anything but direction and the shitty iphone battery dead after a day of concertgoing. Pouring rain, dark, dangerous, lost, I see the only legit open business "Planet Fitness." Plan was to quickly plug my phone into get a 5-10%charge just to use maps. As I saw the posse gather while I tried this I quickly grabbed pen and paper and asked for directions. Intense interrogation follows by all overweight darkies, am I a member, where's my card, etc. I show them out of state license, beg for 5 minutes on the wall charger and the fat black bitch told he trainer to call the police. Planet Fitness is unforgiveable.
