Best Concert Story
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The Doors - Costa Mesa, CA - Summer of 2003
Three of my friends and I drove up from San Diego to see The Doors in Costa Mesa. I don't even like the band that much, but a live show is a live show, so I went. We all ate mushrooms on the way up, so we'd just started feeling the effects when we got out of the car. There was a fairground nearby with all these rides, and I wanted to go and just walk around and get all freaked out before the show started. However, one of the girls we were with started tripping a little too hard for her own good. he didn't want to leave the car and insisted we smoke some more weed before going in to the show. I reluctantly agreed. We all get back into the car, and no more than 5 minutes after we pack a bowl and start smoking, 3 bike cops surround my car, and one comes right up to the window. Needless to say, as I roll down the window to talk to him, a giant cloud of smoke blows right into his face. We all get pulled out, searched, the car gets searched, and as this is happening and we're lined up outside 3 cops mounted on horses come up. By now, we're all starting to trip pretty hard, so seeing horses is not a good thing when you're trying to keep your composure. I thought we were all going to lose our shit, especially the girl who didn't want to leave the car. She looked like she was either going to die or freak out completely, and while the cop was telling us all about how we could go to jail for furnishing marijuana, one of the horses takes a shit right there like 5 feet from us. In the end, we all got citations (thank God for California laws) and had to go to court and pay some money and sit in a class for a Saturday afternoon. We saw the concert, and it sucked. I hate Costa Mesa, and The Doors.