Me and Mohammed performing in Maryland  

When Mo and I are booked by a college to perform our Diversity piece, we play our beats off my ipod, which I couldn't find, right before we had to fly out to Maryland. So I bought a new one for $250. Now, we have played at this college four years in a row, this was our fifth. Last year, the sound man was drunk, and he almost couldn't figure out how to plug it into this theatre sound system ( which is generally geared toward plays). This year- same guy- drunk again. WTF???? 800 kids had to wait outside while this idiot ran around with his head up his ass for 30 minutes trying to pertend like he was trying to help. I had to scream on him at one point, and that didn't help. He smelled like he had been soaking in no good. We had to play without the ipod. Four years at this same college playing with an ipod, and this dumbfuck couldn't even remember how he hooked it up last year. Crazy. I clowned the fuck out of him on stage. After we finished, this girl walks up to me and says"I'm the drunk sound man's daughter"... Whaaaa?
She goes on to tell me the family is concerned about him, and that he drinks vodka mixed with ***balsamic vinegar***- he calls it a "steel dragon". And I thought I had problems...