F#@KING Public Service Announcement: They're not Kidding

If the reviews haven't brought you into the show by now,
If our relentless Facebook posts and emails haven't,
If our shameless self promotion and whoring ourselves out haven't (so un-hipster-esque),

I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE WAITING FOR.

Really, you are only hurting yourself. I'm coming to you as a friend, as your confidant. I only want the best for you, and if you don't see F#@KING UP EVERYTHING while it's still hot in DC, you are wasting your summer! Perhaps you're wondering, like many of your peers, what if I do it once, and I can't stop? It's time to throw caution to the wind and live a little!

Nancy Reagan may have told you to just say no, but she had no idea what she was missing out on.

Is it getting a little clearer? No? Time for a personal testimony.

I, Dana Marcus, went to this past Saturdays's 10 pm show with my parents (another f#@kup tale to come). I converted this "in bed by 9" couple into a couple of regular Williamsburg hipsters. Together we sang, we danced, we felt up John Fritz (he knows he loved it), and in between the bongs and the hot and heavy make out sessions on stage, we bonded.

Come on, that is some wholesome s#@t right there. Take your parents to F#@KING UP EVERYTHING, and grow closer over how much you really have in common (more than you'd like to admit, your parents are so cool!)

Do the right thing. Call your mom, call you friend, (hide your kids, hide your wife) and go see F#@KING UP EVERYTHING. Do it today.

The more you know! --Dana Marcus (Web and Marketing intern and general f#@kup)