Saturday, November 24, 2012

Mysteries

At our last gig, we played on an outdoor deck. As we were setting up, I looked down and saw this, wedged in the slats of the deck:

Unused, right? Shouldn't it have a wrapper? So...used?
How did it end up here? Was someone dancing super hard?

How does that even happen? WAIT! Don't tell me. Just don't.

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