Once you pop the fun don't stop.
(Oh, that's really bad. I actually feel ashamed.)
Then came 'Goober and the Peas.' I don't know how to feel about this one. They were an entertaining act, and yet...
The band thinks less of the crowd for showing up.
Afterwards we stopped in at a bar where they didn't serve my kind. Ordering a beer turned out to be too complex a transaction for me to complete without assistance and since no one had an abacus and there was only one copy of Lenin's summary of Hegelian dialectics to go around, I remained thirsty.
Another Goober advertises his wares.
In conclusion: Someone needs to knock Ferndale down off its high horse. And I'm just the man to do it!