conversations heard in my car on the way home from a concert

"I would like to point out that Amanda Palmer's crotch was 6 inches from my face."
"Yes, Chris, I know. Asshole... Although I was close enough to see the details on her corset. That's not bad."

Yes seriously, Amanda Fucking Palmer played Radiohead's creep on her ukulele as an encore and proceeded about halfway through to walk through the audience... She stopped at my table, stepped up on the chair next to my husband and then propped her other leg on the chair at the table next to him and sand a verse and a chorus or two in this position. And let me tell you, seeing her up close in a well-made corset and lacy bra, does not make her seem uglier by any means.

Holy Hell.