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Post by pepperwater on Apr 16, 2011 19:43:33 GMT -8
"I only have 2 grams left" "It's O.K. The taco truck sells molly"
The funniest thing I heard last year
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mrlahey
North American Scumfoot
I'm watching you, like a shithawk.
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Post by mrlahey on Apr 16, 2011 22:50:54 GMT -8
That was my favorite thing someone said to me last year. That was the previously referred to "Lil' Drunk Shia." He is a good symbol for last year, as the bros, hippies, Canadians, Mormons, and that guy from Baltimore all were having a great time partying at the same place. Lil' Drunk Shia says hi. Also; 2008.....Cant really remember, it was my first sasquatch, I was only there for 1 day to see Mars Volta and was drunk as fuck. 2009. RICHARD! 2010. Drinking Joose and pooping Mac Dre at 8 in the morning, I bet people know we are from spokane.
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misterl
Grunting Yowie
Nobody fucks with the Jesus.
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Post by misterl on Apr 17, 2011 7:19:24 GMT -8
2006 - What in the nine lower hells is a rizzla and do YOU have anything to throw in on it? Get the fuck out of this camp Erock you wierdo.
2006(Tool Concert) - Greatest experience of my life. IF TOOL PLAYS THE GORGE AGAIN DONT FUCKING MISS FOR ANYTHING. SERIOUSLY.
2007 - Never trust giant, cool looking campsites with a glowing green light. If confronted with imprisonment when you're innocent thumb the stranger next to you.
2009 - Overflow/parking lot camping sucks. Never showing up late again. Momma Cookie is a nice lady with yummy treats.
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Post by J-Dawg on Mar 5, 2012 19:53:20 GMT -8
I tried this last year, let's try it again...
{poop}
The rules: Summarize your favorite Sasquatch experience from a previous year in a single sentence. No more. Please indicate which year it was too, so the rest of us can reminisce / live vicariously through you.
And you old timers with many years under your belt, well, post one for each year if you want.
Go!
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Post by J-Dawg on Mar 5, 2012 19:54:13 GMT -8
2011: Having a yellow shirt ask me for molly at Bassnectar, and realizing he was serious.
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Post by badchoices on Mar 5, 2012 20:02:54 GMT -8
2010: Teenager hits the deck during MGMT ruining my night
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Post by Pea on Mar 5, 2012 20:09:05 GMT -8
2011: Damn near broke my leg on the first day and partied so hard for the rest of the weekend that I didn't feel the pain until I got home.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 5, 2012 20:13:43 GMT -8
2011: 'moar mustard!!!!!!!!'
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Post by romanticizer on Mar 5, 2012 20:31:50 GMT -8
2011: Drunk Sabre doing pilates at 1am and Cat demonstrating her jumping skills.
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Post by emptyfox on Mar 6, 2012 10:55:19 GMT -8
2010: 3D Pong
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Post by Pea on Mar 6, 2012 10:59:10 GMT -8
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Post by Lump on Mar 6, 2012 11:02:22 GMT -8
2010: Having the time of my life at the Pavement set while everybody around me looked bored to death.
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Post by Lump on Mar 6, 2012 11:03:09 GMT -8
2009: Fantastic Canadian strangers doing their best arguing with the ticket-takers trying to get me back in to the festival after I got kicked out.
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Post by emptyfox on Mar 6, 2012 11:06:54 GMT -8
That too. 2011: CHROMEO-OOOOOOOH-OH
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Post by StormyPinkness on Mar 6, 2012 11:07:04 GMT -8
2011: And the Boarders did meet one another and the Boarders did get fucked up with one another and the Boarders did break bread and cheddar dogs with one another.
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Post by Horned Gramma on Mar 6, 2012 11:07:45 GMT -8
2011: Voicemail from Mr. Tadpole while gooning around the campground with Friendly D
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Post by StormyPinkness on Mar 6, 2012 11:08:25 GMT -8
We were in the venue.
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Post by StormyPinkness on Mar 6, 2012 11:09:15 GMT -8
2011: That time where Friendly D said to see Black Mountain so we did and then my face was gone because it got blown off with ROCK.
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Post by Catherine Sun Chips on Mar 6, 2012 11:10:29 GMT -8
2011: And the Boarders did meet one another and the Boarders did get fucked up with one another and the Boarders did break bread and cheddar dogs with one another. tha best.
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Post by Horned Gramma on Mar 6, 2012 11:10:40 GMT -8
2011: The year Stormy forgot where we were when we got a voicemail from Mr. Tadpole.
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