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Mud, rubbish sex, food poisoning and the Quo replacing the headline act you've mortgaged your house to see. Tell us your experiences

Question from Chart Cat

(, Thu 4 Jun 2009, 13:33)
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One time I went to a festival of sorts, but more a mass-meeting of like-minded individuals. A big bunch of us went down to Brighton and joined up with others from all over. It felt absolutely immense, being part of something bigger, after being part of a small group, and of course getting all the flak from my parents, pricks from town and so on.

We went to a nightclub and danced like maniacs, off our tits on speed. Then next day we went fucking mental and battered the crap out of some greasy bastards, until the police got involved and tried to bust us. There was a bird I'd had my eye on for ages, and we managed to get away into an alley, where - holy crap, my dreams had come true! - she let me give her a quick knee-trembler.

Problem was, after we went back onto the streets, I got busted by the fuzz. Then the bird went off with one of my mates. Bitch! Then when I tried to speak to her afterwards, she just told me to fuck off! I was so pissed off I crashed my scooter.
(, Wed 10 Jun 2009, 15:45, 5 replies)
Who are you?
The Bell Boy?
(, Wed 10 Jun 2009, 15:51, closed)
I have a feeling
I should know what this is, but I don't.
(, Wed 10 Jun 2009, 16:11, closed)
*Cough* Quadrophenia *Cough*
Young Leslie Ash FTW
(, Wed 10 Jun 2009, 16:14, closed)
I have to say
I am somewhat tired of the '....and then my dad was Darth Vader!!!!!' posts these days - but this is a good'un.
(, Wed 10 Jun 2009, 17:30, closed)
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(, Thu 11 Jun 2009, 11:19, closed)

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