In 1982 I went to see you Ozzy at the cape cod collisem we had front row. We where running late for the show and had three in the front of a pick up and Bill (my friend) and myself where in the bed of the truck. It was a 2 hour drive from where we where and that's doing 85. The driver would not stop for us to piss (you know beers and all) so Bill and I decided to piss off the back of the truck on the highway. That's when I learned not to piss off the back of a high speed truck. The good news is that when we showed up the Don Law guys told us our tickets where counterfit. Thats when I learned not to buy tickets from a friend of a friend. Many good memorys and many good lessons too. Thanks Ozzy for keepin us alive. The Morbid 1's in Maine.