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“Do me one favour,” Homme asked the crowd during the set.
“Don’t throw any shit at me. If you throw something at me
I’m not so sick that I can’t go down there and beat the
fucking shit out of you. I may have a fucking 102 temperature
and I’ve been puking for two days, but I’ll still butt-fuck you
in front of your friends.”
“Hey, you with the fucking hat on,” he said. “Hey, pussy. Turn
around you fucking pussy with the black hair. Turn the fuck
around you chicken shit fucking faggot. Hey, you. You
fucking pussy motherfucker. I will fuck you up. Come on up
here. Come on up here, you fucking little faggot. You know
what? Get your fucking ass up here. You’re so stupid you’ll
come up here. Lift him up so I can kick him in the fucking
face.”
Security guards then hauled the fan out of the crowd to the
photo pit, where Homme threw a bottle at him before he
was removed by the security guards.
“You wanna throw something at him too or are you all cool,
are you all good?” he asked. “You know this dickless fucking
turd has no friends anyways. I came here for the rest of you,
not this asshole.”