Personal message to the security guard at the Ozzy Osbourne concert in January 1982 at the Met Center when he noticed that my nose appeared to have the early signs of frostbite following the long run into the 20 below wind chill from the Thunderbird Motel where my mom had dropped us off but wouldn’t let us into the side door instead making us walk around the whole building to the main entrance: F-You!
The Amish Drifter
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