Jeremy chimes in from the West Coast regarding his failure to obtain Radiohead tickets for their recently announced LA shows yesterday morning:
GOD DAMN IT TO HELL. I fucking hate ticketmaster. It's beyond hate. If ticketmaster were a person I would rip off each of its shriveling little fingers and force it to eat each one. Then I would do the same for its toes. Then I would kidnap its heart and hold it for ransom. The only way it would be able to get it back is by getting a ticket to retrieve at a theater. However, everyone else wants that heart also. Some will sell it for a higher price and some genuinely need it. But ticketmaster person won't be able to get it even though it follows all the directions to a T. Ticketmaster will then die a slow death in which his insides will curl and his brain will spill out of its shriveled no good ass filled head.
GOD DAMN YOU TICKETMASTER
die!
He even recruited online ticket-buying talents such as yours truly, yet even The Upstate Life couldn't secure a measly ticket despite the fact we used multiple frickin browsers! It's perhaps the first defeat we've suffered at the hands of Ticketmaster in ages. Seriously, I can't recall the last time this has happened. Serious blow to the ego ladies and gentlemen.