Post by festivalfan on May 29, 2013 15:12:58 GMT -8
The British girls that were looking for a ride on the rideshare page camped with us and one girls aunt had signed Elvis Costello to his first record contract so aunty called Elvis and he sent out a golf cart to get the girls and had an extended dinner with them and gave them all access wristbands. That was pretty cool!
Also when the guy in the giraffe costume climbed the tree at the top of the hill and passed out for an hour while security tried to Dr. Garbanzoure out what to do. That was awesome.
Is that how it started, he fell asleep in the tree? Did security realize he was up there because he was snoring or something? I f.igured it was someone trying to find the tallest place to jump off of because the XX were playing.
I almost made it all the way to the dance tent while passing a fire truck, and ATV, and a motorcycle, then I turned around deciding, "I have to see how this ends."
They finally talked him into coming down, so the climax was pretty uneventful. It was still more exciting than what was happening on stage. As he was getting cuffed, a woman yelled, "you're a hero." I nearly yelled back at her, "you're an idiot," but since I missed the beginning of the encounter, I didn't know if he was up in that tree making a speech against animal cruelty, or defending civil rights. Or maybe she wasn't a very good tree climber.
On Friday morning (probably about 5am) fig and Burrito found their way into our campsite before anyone else was out of their tents and decided to have a seat and go on and on about who the fuck knows what. At some point they were arguing about Burrito's claim that he's never farted in his entire life, so you get the idea. A little bit later one of my campmates joined them and they were discussing the sand storm that blew through Coachella this year. My campmate then says he's pretty sure those giant sand walls are called a "haboob." This sends fig into one of the most obnoxiously hilarious laughing spells I've ever heard from him, and just about everyone else in every tent started laughing after that as well. Fig tells him over and over that there's no fucking way that it's called an "h-a-boob," all while he's sitting on his phone trying to get the internet to work to prove it. After about 15 minutes of this delirious laughter from fig, my friend finally wiki's haboob and sure as shit that's exactly what it was. This sends everyone into an even bigger uproar and ended up being one of the funniest starts to a festival morning that I can ever remember.
Post by Goldbart der Hexenmeister on May 29, 2013 18:17:48 GMT -8
When we were climbing by Banana Shack on the second day. I looked over and noticed two bros having a wrestling contest on the damp/muddy grass near where I had seen penis man violate people last year. Then suddenly they were cuddling and pawing at each others' face and giggling. It went from bro to cute really quickly.
There was some people going at it pretty hardcore on the ground in District 9 by some honey buckets. A couple people walked by and shouted things at them and they didn't even seem to notice. Couldn't make it to the tent I guess?
Post by Goldbart der Hexenmeister on May 29, 2013 19:19:41 GMT -8
There was a group of bros/shebros in front of me during entry one time. They were busy flashing their butts and trying to get others to show their butts. One of the shebros had stuffed a bear so that it looked like the Leaning tower of Pisa sticking out of her ass which was only covered by bikini bottoms. She then annoying asked the yellowshirt "DID YOU REALLY FIND THE BEER IN MY BUTT?" three times when she was busted.
Overall it was funny in the way that you laugh at bros being dumb.