Festivals II
It's that time of year again
I was at a free festival outside Worthing in the early 90s, expounds Richard mcbeef off the internet. A bloke went mental on the dancefloor and started hitting people. He was restrained, calmed down, but then did it again, a good three times more. Eventually he was pursued around the arena by an ever-growing number of people, like in Benny Hill. He was chased into a massive nettle patch and ended up tied to a chair.
Tell us your festival experiences.
( , Thu 25 Jun 2015, 9:45)
It's that time of year again
I was at a free festival outside Worthing in the early 90s, expounds Richard mcbeef off the internet. A bloke went mental on the dancefloor and started hitting people. He was restrained, calmed down, but then did it again, a good three times more. Eventually he was pursued around the arena by an ever-growing number of people, like in Benny Hill. He was chased into a massive nettle patch and ended up tied to a chair.
Tell us your festival experiences.
( , Thu 25 Jun 2015, 9:45)
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A man once weed on my shoes...
... while my feet were still in them, poking out of my tent.
I was not best pleased.
This was at Glastonbury 2000 - where I also contracted a throat so sore I was unable to swallow anything for 24 hours.
Other than that, it was fun. Better than Glastonbury 1997, when I got trench foot. My feet hurt so much I could hardly walk.
( , Thu 25 Jun 2015, 15:49, 2 replies)
... while my feet were still in them, poking out of my tent.
I was not best pleased.
This was at Glastonbury 2000 - where I also contracted a throat so sore I was unable to swallow anything for 24 hours.
Other than that, it was fun. Better than Glastonbury 1997, when I got trench foot. My feet hurt so much I could hardly walk.
( , Thu 25 Jun 2015, 15:49, 2 replies)
I can see where you're going wrong here.
Glastonbury is for cunts.
( , Fri 26 Jun 2015, 9:00, closed)
Glastonbury is for cunts.
( , Fri 26 Jun 2015, 9:00, closed)
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