Tuesday 15 September 2009

I am the sexiest man in Jamaica...

I'm on quite a roll at the moment in terms of amazing weekends all popping up at once, should probably make the most of it as when old man winter comes along the summer will be nothing be a hazy memory, anyways i digress bestival was AMAZING. Without sounding too 'zen hippy/lame' the vibe was amazing and whilst I'm all for the guts and glory of reading it was refreshing to experience something completely new and slightly more chilled.

Anyways as per i really can't be bothered to write an article about it (my ambitions of journalism/authorship going the same way as the whiskey i drank went ) so I'd rather just write some highlights in beautiful bullet points.

-Getting to stay at isle of white zoo

- Going in the lemur cage and becoming king of the lemurs at said zoo, then getting anal secreted on by a lion for being a 'threat to its alpha male status'. What can i say my way with animals is amazing, why reject the call of nature?

-The chant of 'too many men, too many men' which followed us everywhere, why is still a mystery sometimes you just have to go with these things.

-Seeing passion pit

-Meeting a northern skateboarder called shaft who responded with 'ahhh yeahh' or 'is a bad motherfucker' everytime we sung his name.

-Skinny dipping in the sea at 10pm at night in full view of toms 3o year old cousin, poor girl.

-Our sick tent, the 'lychpit apache' which fell down in the night and was generally a calamity'

-The strippers and cuban dancers between bands, reading and glastonbury need that shit.

-The amount of beautiful girls in hotpants and other space 'themes' everywhere ( i was less stoked on the amount men in glittery leggings, the male equivelant of camel toe just isn't cool)

I think thats about all 12:15 am will let me remember.

peas

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