At the ticket line, we were greeted by a very big very scary woman security guard. After she thoroughly check my purse, and questionned my sunscreen, she pulled open the neck of my top and peered down my shirt. She then reached out her two large hands and groped my boobs!! Seriously. I felt so embarassed. My boobs are no where near big enough to conceal weapons or narcotics, however, I guess you have to follow protocol. Especially when Fat Joe was singing about street gang violence and urged the crowd to "put their guns in the air," followed by loud gunshot sound effects. Heard some good music...tho it wasn't really our scene.