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The U2 concert last night was in a word, interesting. It all started with Marie trying to get my attention, unfortunately it got more than my attention. She always knows how to make me do things I really don't want to do, don't ask me how. In the end I had to chose between getting a gerbil as a pet or go to the U2 concert. I chosed the concert. It sounded like the best option at the time and the band is very good too.

That was before...

Now, the music was extremely good as expected but too loud for my poor ears that I ended up crying because of it. If it was in your eye you'd know it. Or your ears really.

Don't say a word of it bub or I'll be forced to kill you.

Damn those unicorns! Oh no. Gerbils it was. Silly little buggers, and of course I ended up with a gerbil or two living in my room too.

I knew I should have picked the pet-option. I never learn a thing...do I? Except for one thing. I am as whipped as they come.

Good thing Popsicle boy, the damn Cajun and Scooter are even more whipped or I would never hear the end of it.