And now for my first and only installment of “People I’ve wanted to grab by the dreadlocks and throw off the reserve level of Dodger Stadium.”

This douchebag named Zach and his obnoxious girlfriend with the disgusting pink floss thong sat there not watching the game at all shelling handfulls of peanuts before eating them. He smelled like patchouli gone bad and she was clinging all over him the entire time. With their matching green duct tape bracelets and his filthy friendship bracelet to match his filthy hair. If this wasn’t enough he kept touching my legs by putting his arms back into our isle and not apologizing or even acknowledging. All of these things I tried to be like “eh you know what, we lead different lifestyles, i shouldn’t judge.” But then this idiot, and his scabby bare feet that he was hanging over the seats in front of him decided they would make a point of not standing up for God Bless America, and not sing along or stand up for Take Me Out To the Ball Game. That pushed me over the edge. My girlfriend actually had to physically restrain me from putting my gum in his hair. I dont think I have hated more things about one person ever before in my life. Sorry you had to read this, but venting about it is the only way I could get closure.