The Six Worst Drug-Seekers You'll Meet at a Concert

We've all been there. You're standing in the crowd, just trying to enjoy a show. Then you get a tap on the shoulder, and suddenly, you're a drug dealer! You've been thrust into an illegal interaction by some creep with a hankering for Molly, Tina, or Mary Jane, depending on the performing act.

It happens a lot, and it's about as annoying as that girl in front of you who dances like a chicken and won't put down her phone. If that scenario sounds at all familiar, chances are you've had to deal with at least one of the following pain-in-the-ass concertgoers who were jonesing for some druging. Read on.

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Ryan Pfeffer is Miami New Times’ music editor. After earning a BS in editing, writing, and media from Florida State University, Ryan joined the New Times staff in November 2013 as a web editor, where he coined the phrase "pee-tweet" (to retweet someone while urinating). Born and raised in Fort Lauderdale, he’s now neck-deep in bass and booty in the 305.
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