...thank you for accosting The Todd to share your love. Next time, please don't (accidentally or not?) lick his face. The Red Butte Gardens Concert series usually has the elegant type with wicker picnic baskets filled with brie and wine. We got to hang out with our beloved Randall (yes, the pretty tv anchor one) his hot wife Betsy and our best girl Patti. But Smokey Robinson last night really appealed to everyone: kids kicking soccer balls on the lawn, young couples making out, cute, chubby gals in their sixties shaking their booties and having the BEST time doing it! But, my personal favorite were the Colt 45 guys, named so for their their gangsta' wear (though at 50+, they were the oldest living gangsta's in Utah, I suspect) ankle monitering bracelet on not one but TWO of the Colt 45 guys, and their choice in beverage. After cornering The Todd and showing their love of our radio show through saliva, they rushed the stage when Smokey asked for the audience to come up and dance. Alas, the poor Colt 45 guys fell into the flower beds at the front of the stage and had to be rescued from the petunias by security. Never mind, Colt 45 guys, you'll always have The Todd...
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