Monday, 26 November 2007

Reading Day 5

Fuck knows who these chumps are all I do know is they were 1st up in the tent Gallows were playing in later so I just wanted to check them out.
Big miskate as I lost £60 and a bank card.
What The Fuck... again at least I can be get a sub off somone. But still its Download all over again.

Minus losing my trousers

After having no luck looking for the cash me and raff head back, but not before
Sleaze
Slack sleaze she is well average
Resting up till later and caught a bit of spurs getting sleaze on the rags
a view from the toliet block
Ad, Emily and myself went to see Fallout Boy
With Spiderman in the crowd I felt safe
Nice mother and daugther combo
We hung around for this lot and id soon be off to catch Gallows


Curse the bar tent. It had no Rosé. So red it is. not that the mature in the shot has anything to do with it

are you sure about being near the front ladys as its going to get crazy
Which it did
to the point where my feet would be crushed if not for steel toe capped workmans boots.
had to fight tooth and nail to keep just off front row it was that mad
Hence look at the sweating on my hat.

Back at the camp it was about 10ish and flag burning time
Goodbye...... Camp Twat
queueing for the silent disco, this bint pushed infront of me with her slag mates. So this is my revenge, and i told her Id wank over the picture later. Not that i have yet
The queueing was too much for this guy
Made new friends from Cornwall, 2guys and 3 girls. lost them after a while as i didn't feel right to follow them all when they went for fags.
Would not of made a move on this Cornwall lass as i simple was not destroyed enough
Just didn't have the same feel as the last time
Tho this is a highlight
Can headbang now without fear of the headphones coming off
Id ran out of Vodka and coke too. So the sub for the Drink of Doom was vile and noneffective
Its about 1 and they are still queueing a mile to get in HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH suckers
As its the last night lots of burning goes on
Ad and myself checked out this tent burning crowd.
Then a few of us gathered at the toliets. A mass had some tunes banging out of the metal and plastic

Was praying 1 of them chunps would fall into the shitter
Moving on
No White Wedding for this trannie

Hot soup and bread for some.
It also plays a tune

Squeezeing out the last bit of battery power on the fake Ipod. All of us that was left, got down to "How Soon Is Now" by The Smiths... So Borth can now go cream yourself
A pond of filth
Daylight has broken and so is mental control over sleep. need a few before we set off







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