Brilliant!
I was at one at the Depot and a farmer walked through. Really really didn't look like someone dressed up as a farmer, he actually WAS a farmer. Middle aged bloke in a tweed jacket, shirt and tie, cords and wellies, with a walking stick. Didn't even look fucked, and everyone turned round going 'wtf?' so it wasn't a hallucination...

I think that was the same night I got thrown out of a minicab office for attempting (not that there would've been much chance of accomplishing said act) to shag some girl on the sofa while we were waiting for a cab. Strangely her boyfriend was sat about 2 yards from us, although he was trying to eat his own face.

I'm not really a fan of psy but feed me enough drugs and I'll have a good time at a Tribe night just for the pure randomness!
(Son of Sam-i-am We're all as mad as hatters here, Tue 10 Feb 2009, 12:27, 1 reply)

Maybe...
.. he was searching for some repetitive bleats?
( squirrels emit silent screams has updog, Tue 10 Feb 2009, 12:41, closed)

"...his thick eyebrows wrestled with one another like savage, twitching otters as he repeatedly wrung his sweaty hands..."
That sounded almost pornographic.
( Funkenschlag still likes dogs more than cats, Tue 10 Feb 2009, 16:00, closed)