Scott H Fuckin Biram!!!!!!

On of my many highlights was seeing him in Chicago It was 100 degrees inside the venue, I think the A/C was broke or some shit. We walked into the heat wave and for some reason it just fit the mood. We almost pounded our boots through the floor, whiskey and beer flowed like water, and most of the night I dont remember thanks to a combination of pills and booze. Goddam Scott H Biram, you make me wanna break shit and punch people in the face.