If it was a Karthi shirt, then I'd buy it. That'd be vintage!
C'mon, no props for pulling Karthi out of my butt??!!!
Ok, here's the back story. Robb and I started a tradition one year at BBC of attending an "illegal" concert each semester. The inaugural one I think was even a birthday present from him to me. Geoff Moore and the Distance (back when he was still with the Distance) and another big name band whose name has escaped me for 2 days. Well, we got to the venue late but still managed to slip up front and get decent seats (gen. admin.). Unfortunately, they had this terrible opening warm up act whose name was Karthi. She was awful. So bad that we left and went t-shirt shopping in the foyer until she was done. So, there you have it. I can't believe you didn't remember Karthi. I think afterward we actually drove all the way to Norwich, fell asleep in our clothes on your parents bed for like 2 hours since it was so late, and got up to teach Sunday school at your church.
DeGarmo and Key!Finally. "Ultimate Ruler!" Baby!
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