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It had been a decade or so since my wife had attended a music festival, and she had to admit that she was starting to have some nostalgia for the experience.

So, like any good husband, I whipped out my universal remote and made a few tweaks so she could really enjoy herself for the upcoming event.

Music festivals are just more fun as a 21-year-old than a 31-year-old.

And, for good measure, I gave her a couple extra cup-size, too. Dropped her IQ by a good 15 points. And slipped her a subtle exhibitionism streak that came out when she got drunk.

I promised to change her back after the show, but wouldn’t you know it, her favorite band was doing an encore later in the evening.

Guess we’ll just have to find some other way to pass the time until then.