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Right now I"m putting together a story of Bonnaroo's past. I'd like to have snippets of funny experiences that have happened to you at the Roo. I'm looking for really outrageous, silly true stories from your adventures in the wilds of Tennessee. I know you're got 'em, so I want to hear 'em.
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Post by billclinton on Mar 31, 2009 16:18:38 GMT -5
After Pearl Jam last year myself and 2 friends stopped by the porta jons by pod 9. One of my friends is slow, not the brightest bulb in the box, and we had been hanging together all weekend. Myself and Jon (fake name), wait outside the jons for Seth (fake name). After like 30min, me and Jon decide this motherfucker needs to hurry. We bang on all the porta jon doors, yell his name, pretty much try to embarass him out of coming out the bathroom by yelling out hes taking a shit, fell in, all this other stuff. 15min of yelling, 45min total go by, and me and Jon say fuck it and head back to camp. We get to camp and see Seth sittin there in his seat. Then everyone at camp told us Seth had walked all the way back to camp with a toilet paper tail and when everyone laughed at him, he BEGGED for them to not tell Jon and myself because we would never let him live it down.
