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same thing happened to me about 4 years ago with a beer. the guy told me I couldn't leave, and I just laughed and kept walking. He kept following me, telling me I couldn't leave, then next thing you know I'm outside the stadium. It wasn't a cop, mind you.
**** security. I pay $9 for a beer they can kiss my ass. I'm taking it. or, they'll get a nice beer shower when I 'accidently' spill it on them.
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