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You know what I hate about going to concerts?
Other people.
Not necessarily all people, just the ones that are fat and sweaty, and rub against you.
Oh, and the ones that stink.
So one day you know what I'm going to do?
I'm going to cover myself in the most rank smelling substance I can find, plus put loads of baby oil all over my body, and jump, naked, into all of those people.
That'll learn 'em.
Other people.
Not necessarily all people, just the ones that are fat and sweaty, and rub against you.
Oh, and the ones that stink.
So one day you know what I'm going to do?
I'm going to cover myself in the most rank smelling substance I can find, plus put loads of baby oil all over my body, and jump, naked, into all of those people.
That'll learn 'em.
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you sad tiny girl*
Daggsy wrote:
> Even At A S-Club Concert ???
you sad sad little man
> Even At A S-Club Concert ???
you sad sad little man
If you don't want other people around why go to the gig - the atmosphere is 90% of the gig for goodness sake!
Crowd surfers - now they do my head in. Used to love a wee surf myself until I was watching the Manics at Glato in 99. Was right at the front bar a group of girls right in front of me who'd been waiting since 11am - about ten, eleven hours ago, just to be sure they'd be right at the front for the Manics. One song into the set of one the girls gets a boot in the head and has to be pulled out of the crowd - but insists the other two stay as they've waited so long. Not even a whole track later the other two have to be pulled out as the crushing is too much. Band has to stop and ask people to moves back, more crushing/crowd surfing. People start falling over and the crushing is so much that there is physically no room for them to stand up into. Can't possibly explain how hellish it was - people stuck at your feet trying to pull themselves up your legs, breathing getting painful as shoved so forcefully into a steal crash barrier (I ended up with bruised ribs), sweating like crazy due to heat and every five seconds some wee git would land boot first on your head. I'm a big lad who at the time was regularly playing rugby and I was in serious pain - how unfair is it then to the more petite among the crowd who aren’t under to shoving their way around in a huge crowd? In fact, forget me – some of the huge bouncers we’re getting bashed about pulling people out of the crowd, and these guys were huge in every direction. One got a boot to the head and ended up with a large gash across the top of his eye and at least one other’s back went as they tried to catch sometimes two people at once. There were more people surfing to the end than there were bouncers to catch them so the staff were running back and forth and pushing themselves to the absolute limit. These bouncers were not only injured because of the crowd surfers, but people in the crowd who genuinely needed their help to get out were ignored as their were more people surfing their way over the crowd than there were bouncers to catch them.
In short, not nice. But I've digressed...
Crowd surfers - now they do my head in. Used to love a wee surf myself until I was watching the Manics at Glato in 99. Was right at the front bar a group of girls right in front of me who'd been waiting since 11am - about ten, eleven hours ago, just to be sure they'd be right at the front for the Manics. One song into the set of one the girls gets a boot in the head and has to be pulled out of the crowd - but insists the other two stay as they've waited so long. Not even a whole track later the other two have to be pulled out as the crushing is too much. Band has to stop and ask people to moves back, more crushing/crowd surfing. People start falling over and the crushing is so much that there is physically no room for them to stand up into. Can't possibly explain how hellish it was - people stuck at your feet trying to pull themselves up your legs, breathing getting painful as shoved so forcefully into a steal crash barrier (I ended up with bruised ribs), sweating like crazy due to heat and every five seconds some wee git would land boot first on your head. I'm a big lad who at the time was regularly playing rugby and I was in serious pain - how unfair is it then to the more petite among the crowd who aren’t under to shoving their way around in a huge crowd? In fact, forget me – some of the huge bouncers we’re getting bashed about pulling people out of the crowd, and these guys were huge in every direction. One got a boot to the head and ended up with a large gash across the top of his eye and at least one other’s back went as they tried to catch sometimes two people at once. There were more people surfing to the end than there were bouncers to catch them so the staff were running back and forth and pushing themselves to the absolute limit. These bouncers were not only injured because of the crowd surfers, but people in the crowd who genuinely needed their help to get out were ignored as their were more people surfing their way over the crowd than there were bouncers to catch them.
In short, not nice. But I've digressed...
Lol, yer couldent you just not where a sock? Or maybe even a shoe? I think it will be alot better putting the children in mind :D
Do you nescessay need to be naked?
Meka_Dragon wrote:
So one day you know what I'm going to
> do?
I'm going to cover myself in the most rank smelling substance I can find,
> plus put loads of baby oil all over my body, and jump, naked, into all of those
> people.
Ahh yes... and so the circle begins again... :)
So one day you know what I'm going to
> do?
I'm going to cover myself in the most rank smelling substance I can find,
> plus put loads of baby oil all over my body, and jump, naked, into all of those
> people.
Ahh yes... and so the circle begins again... :)
So you're going to audition for Slipknot then?
Can you give us a bit of warning, so we don't inadvertantly go to the same gig on the same night?
Cheers.
:-)
Cheers.
:-)
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