Everyone covets the grape flavored guitar picks.
An overview of the stadium as Pepper begins to play.
Animal Liberation Orchestra warms up the keyboards.
Garbage pirates?
This woman stood in the same place for 45 minutes. Not because she was riveted by the music, but because she was stuck due to her unfortunate choice of footwear.
Contrary to appearances, there is no 'Crunk Autobody'. We looked it up.
Vampires could be anywhere.
The crowd surf always starts off looking like fun. It's not until they can read the sign on the 'Surfer's "Hot Dog" Shack' booth directly in front of them that they start to grow concerned of their safety.
"Someone...someone stole my socks! You monsters! Those were a gift!"
Tyler received a shock when the auto-open umbrella's handle shot down the front of his shorts.
So it might have been less than warm and sunny.
"Excuse me? Could you repeat those last lyrics? They were a built muddled. I'll wait, thanks."
Some onlookers stand by the gates, trying to kill me with their glares.
E-40 continues to get the crowd going.
