Very Impressed People

I am so glad that we didn't go V.I.P. this year. Number one: the price jumped to over $1200. Number two: none of our friends were. Number three: We had a blast down with the "everyday people" and unwashed masses while they could barely fill their extra special cordoned off bleachers. I'd rather sit next to diaper man any day. No one is dancing. No one is having any fun.

See what I mean? You can catch flies when you're dead, bitch.