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Tucson, AZ 3/15/11

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We were about an two hours out of San Diego when I decided that I was going to partake in my new favorite activity, Photoshopping my face over the faces of my favorite bands, listening to their live albums and pretending the people are cheering for me at the end of every song. The only problem was that my computer was dead and John was charging his phone, so I plugged in the new one-to-two plug we got for the van’s lighter, put in the DC adapter and John’s phone into it and commenced to live my rock and roll fantasies. A couple minutes into it we all started smelling something funny and it was agreed that it must be the new asphalt that we were currently driving on. That was until I noticed the smoke billowing out of the dash.

Luckily the five years I spent living in an oxygen free environment while I was training to a double secret Navy Super S.E.A.L came in handy—I ripped it out of the dash and threw it directly into my lap. The next twenty seconds or so were similar to Benny Hill skit, which got a lot of laughs from the guys, and while I might have got knocked down a couple pegs in the van, the crowd still loved me.

—Coyle

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  1. nickabe57March 18, 2011 at 9:33 AM

    I'm pretty sure this is the best band blog on the internet right now. And i get paid to troll the internet all day looking for these types of things...Actually, just got word that im not paid to do that and i can start looking for a new job. thanks red fang.

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