I've had some pretty shitty DJ sets and was excited to not be DJing in Club Vent again but gods damnit I got a crowd dancing and then it gets all ruined by these damn bunnies coming in shooting it up in some weird drug war I assume. Hell if I know I was just there to play some trance.
While ducking behind the booth as a leopard with a gun took over, a bullet clipped on my $320 pair of V-Modas. SHIT! While the gun fight took place, I tried to hold back my tears as I grieved for my headphones. Just then I noticed Schmozy who came for my set scurry behind the booth, panting hard.