We're on stage, and ready to go. Dog Day. I'm fidgeting, as I tend to behind that synth. I look up and see about five people (other than staff), in this relatively huge bar. Before we start to play, I grab the mic from Seth.

"I'm so fucking sick of this bullshit! I can't believe this shit still goes on. I mean, I'm sorry, thank you guys for coming. But what the Hell is everyone else's problem? You can't catch gay. Why can't everyone just accept each other? FUCK!"

That's not a direct quote, but it's pretty much what I said.