[The following was submitted to the Phish.net Support Team from a User, "Sweet Caroline," who explicitly requested it be posted as a "rebuttal," presumably to the Alpharetta3 recap. -Ed.]
(Please read with a horsed Dixie chick accent) Hi my name is Sweet Caroline named after the Neil diamond song true fact ... I’m not good at this inter webbing, im actually using my husbands email bc I only use the triple w’s to look at setlists and tickets because being on tour driving America don’t have time to make accounts and passwords of my own but would you post my comment rebuttal pretty please: first could you remove the review because I’m missing my cousins wedding and my father turning 3 quarters of a century last night to see this show and if they were to read that review I would disappoint them even more with my “20 yr long addiction “ words from my father just last week with the confusions of why I drive so many hours to strange corners of this earth, to see band that performs like a unrehearsed garage band ... Sunday shows my husband and I call church I dress more conservatively and always go sober mostly due to the fact how tour works you most likely will be driving some distance the next day or even that night to stay ahead of the wooktrain. But with a bruise on my thigh the same size of all 13 I had on my legs this time last year, where to the point my husband got severe looks on the subway because unlike your reviewer I don’t close my eyes I open up my legs to DANCE (I’m 5’1” and every cup holder and msg tv is my karate sparing partner), phish is my geppetto and I’m it’s puppet, due to there work and words, believes that I can become human ... I put so much sweat equity in last night that I scared 2 girls in the bathroom mid golden age looking like I just received a golden shower and proud of my phreakdom rewrapped the tour bandana and exited the bathroom with a karate kick for the concession stand attendants so they would understand what was being warmly softly streamed in there ears too. I returned to my seats 102 row R for RAGE (the harpua killing in the name kind) where fans around me held on to the hats, stood on there seats and did praying hands to the tuxedo shirt wearing Jesus. It was as beautiful as the timing of the T-shirt I just saw in a petro station in North Carolina of the “Jones Jewels mega stars” it had a check list on the back that read ï¸activityï¸attitude ï¸attendance... so thank you phish.net to get this hippie Fuego-up for a cause because “you can save the whales, you can save the toads , I don’t care if the world explodes.” That review is insanity and I know because even the “what the fuck it’s a buck wAter” was free! Bravo boys thank you for the slap and tickle, the mire mortal mistakes dominate dedication to change the nobs with your mouth. Next time find some one to point out the my pet cat tease in bath tub and the fact that managed to mash together “I believe in miracles,2001, tweezeprize” which I’m calling a “Tweezybaby” because that was the name of my waiter at Waffle House after because I do believe in miracles! Megaphone drop. See you in Camden if you open your ears bud guy pal! Forever flub Fee!
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