Beanz Meanz Painz
An acquaintance of mine - lets call her Louise, for that was her name - went to her first festival as a teen, choosing Glastonbury for the privilege.

It was back in the early nineties when it was all a little bit more anarchic than it is in these more corporate times, and there were many campfires around the fields. One group of lads thought it a jolly wheeze to throw tinned food into the fires, for the child-like joy of seeing cans explode.

Louise was rather tipsy on a heady mixture of cider, weed and ecstasy, and felt something hit her leg. The pain didn't really cut through her addled mind, though she knew somewhere inside that something quite bad had probably just happened.

She was awoken the next morning by a searing pain in her left leg and hauled herself out of her sleeping bag, not sure what to expect. The list of things that she didn't expect definitely included seeing a circular blister about four inches in diameter and an inch high covering her thigh. With a baked bean suspended perfectly inside.

Horrified she assembled her friends and they gingerly walked her to the first aid tent. Whereupon she was put into the 'drug casualties' section, for her wild-eyed hysteria about the "BAKED BEAN STUCK INSIDE MY LEG".

The next year she went back, managed to cop off with a bloke with a strange crustiness around the mouth and awoke to find herself covered in herpes sores.

Aaah, Louise. You were ace. I wonder where you are now... probably dead.
(roszser, Fri 5 Jun 2009, 22:39, 1 reply)

Nice baked bean story, but herpes story is a lie..
Herpes' incubation period is not overnight, and it doesn't manifest itself through 'crustiness' - usually coldsores in the case of oral herpes (usually HSV type 1) although it's possible to catch it at any time. If it happened, it wasn't herpes.

Sorry to be boring about it, but miseducation helps no-one.
(syllopsium, Mon 8 Jun 2009, 11:21, closed)