DMB.
That actually wasn’t as hard as I thought.
That’s what she said.
Think of all the underage poon at Beiberpalooza.
Woah, did I type that out aloud?
Have to go DMB. All that screaming underage poon could bruise an eardrum!
Some points are too good to be ignored. 
Bieber.
I would prefer to wait for the 2012 J-Bieb/DMB “Training Wheels” tour, but if I have to choose one or the other I’ll go with DMB to keep blood from pouring out orifices.
Hmmm . . . .Beiber Fever!
I would rather kill myself. Seriously.
This one is really easy for me. I’ve come full circle on The Dave Matthews Band. My freshman year in college was all Dave all the time…Then I discovered Phish. I’m now more open-minded and I’m back to digging The Dave Matthews Band. At least go to listen to Carter dominate the drums.
Beiber was in Indy performing at Conseco Fieldhouse while Phish was doing night 1 at Deer Creek.
cues Twilight Zone music
DMB for sure.
Dave can be kind of weak. Bieber is a minion of Satan.
I saw Dave this summer. Fun. Nothing compared to those Alpine shows, and the scene is just foo’s on booze, but there were some fun jams.
Bieber vs DMB?
i have to go with dave just based on the fact that i’ve never heard this bieber character. not that i know of anyways.
Dave. To avoid the statutory rape situ.
Easy one there. DMB.
Actually, going to see them on the 18th at Wrigley.
Yep, I said it…
New situation.
You are on a cross country road trip. You are driving and stone cold sober. You have two choices for the person riding shot gun. Constantly drunk dude, or always trippin’ brah.
Go.
Gimme the trippin fool! Focus seems to very good trippin. Also, if you get pulled over, constantly drunk dude is going to go to jail after a series of roadside sobriety tests- prompted by his slurred speech and overwhelming alcohol scent.
Gimme the LSD chauffeur! 
EDIT: I lost my reading skills in the war. For a passenger, I will take the trippin brah. You never know when you are going to need an expert explanation of a double rainbow.
Give me the drunken fool.
I mean, if the dude next to me starts tweeking out, and seeing people darting out into middle of the road, he might decide to grab the wheel, and jerk it to the side. (That’s what she said!) That might really suck! (That’s what she said!)
The possiblities are endless should the passenger start tweeking and freakin’ out. And none of them end well.
At least with the drunken fool, you have to put up with some incoherant blabber, and the guy telling you how much he loves you, man. But then it’s over and he passes out for a few hours.
Always trippin brah. Probably smells a little better. Though, ya never know…