Disappear slowly into a neutral colour.
Many years ago...
I was a local manager "slash" roadie for a number of international touring acts. Part of my job aside from lugging heavy gear and bumping in & out was to organise the band's riders and on the odd occasion procure them something stronger. This usually entailed me approaching the touring co. & event organisers and sorting out a fridge full of beer at most stops & sussing out the local "reputable" dealers. Nothing too fancy but enough to keep those artistic types happy and quiet.

One particularly band, 'Extreme Voice' was fronted by a Scottish gentleman who went by the name of Backwards Jim, who'd been associated with other bands such as 'Petite Elizabeth' and 'The Overall View'. He was a rude, obnoxious cunt of a man who never failed to put off-side pretty much any of the professionals that had to work with him. As such many of these organisers and PR reps chose to take their revenge on him by doing spiteful little things, like - making sure that the fridge had been turned off several hours prior to our arrival, or ensuring that the only groupies in town were syphilis ridden crones who'd last serviced a pre-war era Prime Minister. You get the gist.
Anyway as we traveled the Hume Highway thru New South Wales into Victoria, one such tour promoter was waiting for us in Gundagai. Backwards Jim had managed to piss this guy off by fucking his girlfriend and then kicking her off the bus in the middle of fucking no-where (Cootamundra no less!). So this guy got his revenge by giving us the bands rider (as he was contractually obliged to do so) in 1 and 2 cent pieces - all $200's worth. About 10 mins. before the pubs were due to shut. Australia in the 80's was post metric but we still then used copper 1c and 2c in everyday currency - suffice to say trying to buy a pony at about 70c late on a week night in this country town probably would've seen us locked up, let alone a whole band's drinks for the night. I explained the predicament to Backwards Jim, who of course immediately flew into a strop and grabbed the heavy bag of money and hurled it into the road in disgust. Which then split spilling 10's of thousands of coins over the main road thru the small country town.

Realising very quickly that the other band members would not survive let alone not mutiny without their libations I quickly drew Backwards Jim aside and said to him in a hushed whisper - "Get those cents off Hume or fail, Ure!"

Apologies?
Hmmmm.

Nope, none.
(s0ckpuppet logging out to reply to you if you're not careful, Mon 26 Aug 2013, 7:09, 9 replies)

I assume there is a pun in there somewhere.

(the other guy not the one that gave you coochie warts, Mon 26 Aug 2013, 15:59, closed)

Is this
from "Battlestar Galactica"?
( social hand grenade I was a lurker before you were a lurker, Mon 26 Aug 2013, 16:45, closed)

Deep Space Nine.

(s0ckpuppet logging out to reply to you if you're not careful, Thu 29 Aug 2013, 7:28, closed)

 
( drimble he'd been white, he'd been black, Mon 26 Aug 2013, 17:46, closed)

Didn't see it coming
Been here long enough. Didn't. You barsteward.
(ReallyEvilCanine looks like an upside-down question mark with hair, Mon 26 Aug 2013, 17:47, closed)

( The Mock TurtIe ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Mon 26 Aug 2013, 19:30, closed)

This did not entertain me

(AWESOMEB0T meddling prick, Mon 26 Aug 2013, 21:51, closed)

Fuck's sake
right to the end.
(gordonjcp, Tue 27 Aug 2013, 8:14, closed)

( Enzyme is powered by sunlight, Tue 27 Aug 2013, 10:29, closed)