So you survived Dillo. Congrats.
But you should check the call log on your phone once you dig it out of the lakefill mud. You blackout-called a ton of people:
1. Your mom
She was out gardening on such a nice Saturday when she got a call from her least favorite child:
“Hi honey, how is your day?”
“It’s not just a day, mom. It’s fucking DILLO DAY”
“Did you say it’s Dildo Day?”
“No mom it’s Dillo, don’t you hear Danny Brown playing?”
Your mom listened, horrified at the screeching coming through her receiver, but thankfully your bad service made Danny Brown sound somewhat tolerable.