I always kind of regret not going to Glastonbury every year.
Then I snap myself out of it by reminding myself that I'd be in a field full of utter cunts who would only piss me off. Also the hoops you have to jump through to get tickets is shit. Also Eavis isn't getting any of my cash, the beardy cunt.
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Blue Star was working part time at the 5 and Dime, Sun 28 Jun 2009, 18:02,
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There's always next year.
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Harold Bishop's Love Child some sort of terrifying sex magician., Sun 28 Jun 2009, 18:04,
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Ha ha.
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Blue Star was working part time at the 5 and Dime, Sun 28 Jun 2009, 18:05,
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He's had some of my money
although not strictly as much as he officially should have had. I think I've paid for at least one of his pointless top-lip shaves.
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Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Sun 28 Jun 2009, 18:06,
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He had some of my cash once.
I was young and he needed the money.
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Blue Star was working part time at the 5 and Dime, Sun 28 Jun 2009, 18:08,
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I might actually try and get some tickets through work
I'm not a fan of tents but would love to go, a chushdy trailer or something would be good.
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MrA, Sun 28 Jun 2009, 18:07,
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