not me but worth telling
at glasto, years ago, the toilets were (probly still are) these green plastic cubicles which seeped the harsh sunlight through its walls to give everything a glowing 'radioactive man' aura. i'm standing in the que and BANG! one of the doors flies open and this dude, dreaded hippy early 90's type (as i still am) bursts out like a ferret from a cannon and 15 feet later comes to a stop. the look on his face was utter horror. never seen anything like it. i checked he was OK as that's what you do and he told me the tale. seems he was just taking a slash pre-coming up on the strongest acid ever and it came up a notch faster than he thought. picture the green glowing stinking smoothering horror of those toilets. now picture it crawling and writhing and closing in and sucking his breath from his very body. saw him next day and when i brought it up he just went quiet. his mates thought it was hilarious as they hadn't known why he'd looned out so badly the day before when his brother said he needed to go :)

length? fukyasall...
(unlawful odour i dunno..., Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:57, Reply)