
After a recent performance by musical mash-up artist Gregg Gillis, more commonly known by his stage name “Girl Talk”, one student reported that the concert was an overall pleasurable experience.
“Yeah, I had a decent time,” said sophomore Andrew Rosen. “I thought the music was pretty cool, and I had fun dancing.”
“I like the whole mash-up thing,” Rosen elaborated. “I hadn’t really heard of it before, but I think it’s a good idea. I might even go to my local record store and buy a few of his CDs.”
Rosen admits to attending the show in a slightly altered state, albeit very slightly.
“I had a couple beers with some friends before the show,” Rosen said. “I was going to have more, maybe like three or four, but I drank the second beer a little too quickly and became somewhat queasy.”
Other students have reported experiences that seem to mirror Rosen’s.
“Girl Talk is the fuckin’ MAAAAAAAN!” said junior Oliver Murray. “What a sick show. I think I lost around ten pounds in sweat alone.”
The sweat was not a concern for Rosen, who came prepared with a headband, wristbands, and goggles.
“I’d heard that Girl Talk concerts can get very hot, so I thought I’d break out the old junior-varsity basketball gear just in case,” Rosen said. “I wouldn’t want sweat getting in my eyes and causing me to bump into someone. Apparently, a lot of people heard the same thing, because I saw a bunch of sweatbands in the crowd. Whoever said the student body was irresponsible and reckless sure was wrong!”
Overall, Rosen rated the show a solid seven out of ten.
“If he came here again, I would definitely see him,” Rosen said. “Sure, it was a little dark and crowded and hot, but it was a fun time nonetheless. Plus, a girl rubbed her rear end all over me!”


“I was going to have more, maybe like three or four, but I drank the second beer a little too quickly and became somewhat queasy.”
Sounds like a pussy.
“Sounds like a pussy”
sounds like an idiot