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Post by mymirrorlies on Nov 5, 2015 1:59:40 GMT -5
This thread is simple. If you're a person like me I.e dangerous, exciting, loves attention, there's a chance you have some downright absurd memory from Bonnaroo. If you're reserved and enjoy Bonnaroo strictly for the art/music (Like me as well) and not merely the excuse to party in the middle of bum**** Tennesee, chances are YOU might even have an an experience so bizarre you'll never forget it. I'd love to hear some stories. No matter how amazing, how terrifying, how awe-inspiring something is that you happened to be apart of, please let it be heard.
I'll start While waiting for Alabama Shakes (Let's be real though, I was waiting for Kendrick) this guy walks up out of nowhere and starts proclaiming himself "Gay Adam". "My name is Adam and I'm gay!" At first, it's like "alright good for you that's awesome" *applaud applaud* but then he doesn't stop! THEN, he tries going for another guys nuts and the other guy pushes him AND THEN some older guy put Gay Adam in a chokehold and shoved him out of there. That guy was on something. It just got really uncomfortable. I cant make this **** up.
BTW: It doesn't have to be super detailed, only if you want, but rather short, to the point stories. For example, waking up the morning after Kanye, I walked from my tent to the car and looked across from me and saw this guy straight up pissing, with his coc* out. Guy got hammered the night before I bet and woke up still drunk. It's honestly something you can't unsee.
Once, at Bonnaroo, I was dancing along to some live musics, enjoying the scene with my frands, and suddenly....I feel this presence behind me. There was a man. He wasn't touching me, yet, but it certainly looked like he wanted to. I could see it in his eyes: this guy DEF wanted to dance with me. Maybe even kiss me..... I couldn't be sure. He said hello and tried to flash a smile....
Luckily I had enough time to bolt outta there and run for safety. I saw him from afar approach a different lady and start to dance with HER instead. Man, it was a close call.
Mods, please lemme know if you need to edit out any of this for propriety sake - I would totally understand. My post gets a bit pg-13 during the kissing reference and all.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
I have only been one year but this story still puzzles me.
Our campsite backed up to the portapotties in POD 9. When we returned around midnight on Thursday we found a man sitting behind a portapotty maybe a foot away from it. We did not question it or disturb this man but continue to operate normally around camp celebrating our first complete day. Time passes and he sits criss cross on the dirt staring intently at the back of this toilet. He began crying tears streaming down his face but had zero facial expression. Eventually he stood up and sprinted away into the sea of tents crying his eyes out. Poor guy haha
1. My first year, a guy handed my 19 year old brother a bottle of whiskey and screamed, "You're the chosen one!" My brother had never taken a shot of whiskey and was ill prepared and performed what I would consider an A+ spit take. I yelled that I must regain the family honor and proceeded to down a few shots in a single gulp. Shortly thereafter my friend, who had drank what I considered at the time a moderate amount of beer, passed out in the What field.
2. Brunch 2015 was awesome. Shortly after brunch I got the death-in-the-family call. So that Friday is a historic Bonnaroo memory too.
I have only been one year but this story still puzzles me.
Our campsite backed up to the portapotties in POD 9. When we returned around midnight on Thursday we found a man sitting behind a portapotty maybe a foot away from it. We did not question it or disturb this man but continue to operate normally around camp celebrating our first complete day. Time passes and he sits criss cross on the dirt staring intently at the back of this toilet. He began crying tears streaming down his face but had zero facial expression. Eventually he stood up and sprinted away into the sea of tents crying his eyes out. Poor guy haha
He's got a shitty story to retell. If he remembers it.
This thread is simple. If you're a person like me I.e dangerous, exciting, loves attention, there's a chance you have some downright absurd memory from Bonnaroo. If you're reserved and enjoy Bonnaroo strictly for the art/music (Like me as well) and not merely the excuse to party in the middle of bum**** Tennesee, chances are YOU might even have an an experience so bizarre you'll never forget it. I'd love to hear some stories. No matter how amazing, how terrifying, how awe-inspiring something is that you happened to be apart of, please let it be heard.
I'll start While waiting for Alabama Shakes (Let's be real though, I was waiting for Kendrick) this guy walks up out of nowhere and starts proclaiming himself "Gay Adam". "My name is Adam and I'm gay!" At first, it's like "alright good for you that's awesome" *applaud applaud* but then he doesn't stop! THEN, he tries going for another guys nuts and the other guy pushes him AND THEN some older guy put Gay Adam in a chokehold and shoved him out of there. That guy was on something. It just got really uncomfortable. I cant make this **** up.
BTW: It doesn't have to be super detailed, only if you want, but rather short, to the point stories. For example, waking up the morning after Kanye, I walked from my tent to the car and looked across from me and saw this guy straight up pissing, with his coc* out. Guy got hammered the night before I bet and woke up still drunk. It's honestly something you can't unsee.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
tЯist♡n
Inforoo Influencer Totally Robbed of TIN 2016
The first year I went to Bonnaroo in 2012 we were like waiting in line for them to open the gates on Thursday afternoon or whatnot cause we were so excited to get into Centeroo. Anyway, couldn't have been more than 5 minutes after they first opened the gates when our part of the line got into centeroo and literally the first thing we saw was some dude completely naked and face down on the ground covered in cops getting arrested.
Not really a crazy story but I thought it was funny, that dude wasted no time.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
I have a few, but last year on Friday night while going from the What Stage over to the Black Keys set my friends and I stopped at the porto johns in between. Sensing a moment and a captive audience. I shouted "Is This Real Life?" and "Is this going to last forever?", getting the crowd waiting for the toilets to laugh at the David at the Dentist reference. Three seconds later someone shouted "Charlie Bit my finger and it real huuurrrttt" in a perfect British accent. More laughter ensued. I then chimed in with the Oakland Transit/shoe shine fight quotes. Laughter. Followed by someone else saying "Boom there goes the dynamite". This lasted for about 3-4 minutes of people shouting out various internet memes with uncontrollable laughter.
It was a silly little thing, but it was my most memorable non-music related event I took away from Bonnaroo. I really felt like I was part of an exclusive community at that point.
What non-music related memories do you have of Bonnaroo?
Fuck, saw this thread and was really hoping I'd get to post this first. I would have told it in the first person though.
Post by Delicious Meatball Sub on Nov 5, 2015 13:29:59 GMT -5
My friend Rachel and I are pretty regular ROO-ers since actually MEETING at our first BONNAROO in 2006. This years line-up was UNDENIABLY GOOD...so...we decided we were gonna hit it. But with gas prices and all...we were most definately going to have to get a couple people in on the mission...so of course, I turned to INFOROO. It has been an AMAZING tool for rideshares in years past. So...we get the two people we need: MISTERROOSTERNY & BLACKLILY. I am a for real festival kinda cat. I love people, and always put others ahead of myself. MISTERROOSTERNY turned out to be a GREAT addition to our crew. I will party with you ANY TIME, sir. No messin.
BLACKLILY and I had (I thought) actually become pretty tight through FB chat over the last month or so. I would have NEVER in a million years thought she would be scamming me. It was almost like a totally different person did the trip with us. Rude. Anti-social. Although she was warned that the drive from Easton, PA would be a tough one...all she did was complain and roll her eyes at EVERYTHING. But still...we welcomed her into our group with loving, open arms.
Pre-Roo on Wednesday...we visited a good family in Tennessee who had been my neighbors at several other Roo's (mostly destiny putting us in the same campground). BEAUTIFUL, comfortable house. BLACKLILY was absorbed into the family. She accepted all the hospitality...food and drink...but chose to sleep the afternoon away, which is fine...but she had no appreciation for anything. If any of you were there with us, you would have walked away thinking, "WOW. What an AMAZING WAY to kick off our Bonnaroo..." Seriously. I left the house just FULL of LOVE in my heart. What a great way to start...
Did the Walmart thing...met up with some people (some new friends from Inforoo & a new friend I met at Hangout Festival), and into the line we went. You know how it is...THE SCRAMBLE when you get to your site...start rolling your gear out. The combination of THAT and the long drive...well...you aren't all that motivated to do much else. So...I decided I would figure out the gas and tolls total in the morning (the whole reason BLACKLILY joined us: to share travel costs), and collect then. She was also buying (from me) the BONNAROO ticket she used to get in as well, which I had her register...whole 9 yards before we even left for Roo...
Right from the jump, it was evident that she was not a friendly person with regards to our (WONDERFUL) new camp neighbors. We had THE TIGHTEST campsite. GREAT characters. And she just sat there. Not inter-acting with anyone. All I got from her was eye-rolls and this "you're an asshole" look...anytime I got the crew busting out with laughter (something I'm pretty good at!). But still...she was treated with UTMOST KINDNESS...She didn't even have a tent...which is fine...we had enough gear to accomodate (and by the way...the two people who slept in the tent with her that night confided in me the next day that she absolutely STANK LIKE ASS)...
So...she disappears...apparently to go hang with the Inforoo-ers at that site, which is cool...we are all there to party the way we want to party...to hook up with other friends...etc. No one is locking anyone down to hang with us, and to be honest...initially...we weren't all that bummed out that she wasn't hanging with us. As far as festival campsites go, she was the proverbial STICK IN THE MUD. It was all about new friends and LOVE with the other two dozen or so people there. So...she is gone for the day....
I get it together to add things up. I sent her a text: "Hey Shonda...when you get back to camp, I'd like to square up on the money...gas & tolls is $95, and of course the ticket is $275...for a total of $370. I'm kinda counting on that for my Roo spending money. Thanks!" No response. But a little later in the day...she makes an appearance at camp. "Heya Shonda...did you get my text?" YEP. I'm thinking: Cooool. But I blink my eyes...and she's gone again. And that was the last we saw of her. Left a suitcase full of clothing...all the food and beer she bought...everything.
So at this point...we aren't thinking SCAM. As the days pass, we are worried. Checking with the Police, Sheriff's, Medical Pods. I mean...not only do I NOT have the money she owes...but a significant part of my weekend was stressing over if this new "friend" is OK...did she do some bad substances, was she assaulted, is she alive? You know...the kinda stuff GOOD PEOPLE would be concerned with. All attempts to communicate with her go UNANSWERED. Other questions start to arise...like...what do we do Monday morning if she hasn't contacted us? We all have lives we have to get back to...do we leave without her?? You know...all of these things really tainted the otherwise GREAT weekend...WTF wants to be worried and concerned about all this??
Then we discover she has unfriended the 3 of us (in the direct travel mission) on FB. Then it started to become clear...SCAM. And I'm out of $370. Because of me and my big ole trusting give people the benefit of the doubt HEART. There were calls going out to burn her stuff...or even just leave it there. But that's not what I do. Even under these awful circumstances, we packed her stuff up and brought it with us. And even trying to let her know I have her stuff and am prepared to get it back to her? UNANSWERED. But that is the difference between her and I. I am all about OTHER PEOPLE. She is all about HERSELF. And in this particular case...that means screwing people over to hold onto her money, even if it means ruining someone elses weekend/financial situation. Just a warning to all: DO NOT GET INVOLVED WITH BLACKLILY!! Her name is Shonda Lorraine Rose Young (as far as we know). HER HEART IS NOT IN THE RIGHT PLACE!! IT IS BLACK & EVIL
My friend Rachel and I are pretty regular ROO-ers since actually MEETING at our first BONNAROO in 2006. This years line-up was UNDENIABLY GOOD...so...we decided we were gonna hit it. But with gas prices and all...we were most definately going to have to get a couple people in on the mission...so of course, I turned to INFOROO. It has been an AMAZING tool for rideshares in years past. So...we get the two people we need: MISTERROOSTERNY & BLACKLILY. I am a for real festival kinda cat. I love people, and always put others ahead of myself. MISTERROOSTERNY turned out to be a GREAT addition to our crew. I will party with you ANY TIME, sir. No messin.
BLACKLILY and I had (I thought) actually become pretty tight through FB chat over the last month or so. I would have NEVER in a million years thought she would be scamming me. It was almost like a totally different person did the trip with us. Rude. Anti-social. Although she was warned that the drive from Easton, PA would be a tough one...all she did was complain and roll her eyes at EVERYTHING. But still...we welcomed her into our group with loving, open arms.
Pre-Roo on Wednesday...we visited a good family in Tennessee who had been my neighbors at several other Roo's (mostly destiny putting us in the same campground). BEAUTIFUL, comfortable house. BLACKLILY was absorbed into the family. She accepted all the hospitality...food and drink...but chose to sleep the afternoon away, which is fine...but she had no appreciation for anything. If any of you were there with us, you would have walked away thinking, "WOW. What an AMAZING WAY to kick off our Bonnaroo..." Seriously. I left the house just FULL of LOVE in my heart. What a great way to start...
Did the Walmart thing...met up with some people (some new friends from Inforoo & a new friend I met at Hangout Festival), and into the line we went. You know how it is...THE SCRAMBLE when you get to your site...start rolling your gear out. The combination of THAT and the long drive...well...you aren't all that motivated to do much else. So...I decided I would figure out the gas and tolls total in the morning (the whole reason BLACKLILY joined us: to share travel costs), and collect then. She was also buying (from me) the BONNAROO ticket she used to get in as well, which I had her register...whole 9 yards before we even left for Roo...
Right from the jump, it was evident that she was not a friendly person with regards to our (WONDERFUL) new camp neighbors. We had THE TIGHTEST campsite. GREAT characters. And she just sat there. Not inter-acting with anyone. All I got from her was eye-rolls and this "you're an asshole" look...anytime I got the crew busting out with laughter (something I'm pretty good at!). But still...she was treated with UTMOST KINDNESS...She didn't even have a tent...which is fine...we had enough gear to accomodate (and by the way...the two people who slept in the tent with her that night confided in me the next day that she absolutely STANK LIKE ASS)...
So...she disappears...apparently to go hang with the Inforoo-ers at that site, which is cool...we are all there to party the way we want to party...to hook up with other friends...etc. No one is locking anyone down to hang with us, and to be honest...initially...we weren't all that bummed out that she wasn't hanging with us. As far as festival campsites go, she was the proverbial STICK IN THE MUD. It was all about new friends and LOVE with the other two dozen or so people there. So...she is gone for the day....
I get it together to add things up. I sent her a text: "Hey Shonda...when you get back to camp, I'd like to square up on the money...gas & tolls is $95, and of course the ticket is $275...for a total of $370. I'm kinda counting on that for my Roo spending money. Thanks!" No response. But a little later in the day...she makes an appearance at camp. "Heya Shonda...did you get my text?" YEP. I'm thinking: Cooool. But I blink my eyes...and she's gone again. And that was the last we saw of her. Left a suitcase full of clothing...all the food and beer she bought...everything.
So at this point...we aren't thinking SCAM. As the days pass, we are worried. Checking with the Police, Sheriff's, Medical Pods. I mean...not only do I NOT have the money she owes...but a significant part of my weekend was stressing over if this new "friend" is OK...did she do some bad substances, was she assaulted, is she alive? You know...the kinda stuff GOOD PEOPLE would be concerned with. All attempts to communicate with her go UNANSWERED. Other questions start to arise...like...what do we do Monday morning if she hasn't contacted us? We all have lives we have to get back to...do we leave without her?? You know...all of these things really tainted the otherwise GREAT weekend...WTF wants to be worried and concerned about all this??
Then we discover she has unfriended the 3 of us (in the direct travel mission) on FB. Then it started to become clear...SCAM. And I'm out of $370. Because of me and my big ole trusting give people the benefit of the doubt HEART. There were calls going out to burn her stuff...or even just leave it there. But that's not what I do. Even under these awful circumstances, we packed her stuff up and brought it with us. And even trying to let her know I have her stuff and am prepared to get it back to her? UNANSWERED. But that is the difference between her and I. I am all about OTHER PEOPLE. She is all about HERSELF. And in this particular case...that means screwing people over to hold onto her money, even if it means ruining someone elses weekend/financial situation. Just a warning to all: DO NOT GET INVOLVED WITH BLACKLILY!! Her name is Shonda Lorraine Rose Young (as far as we know). HER HEART IS NOT IN THE RIGHT PLACE!! IT IS BLACK & EVIL
Hahahaha I remember this post from back when I had just joined.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
snowman
Bleary-Eyed Bonnawook Goblin Faced Love God
back in '06 I showed up to bonnaroo 3 weeks early without a ticket, trying to get work with the production company. I didn't have a social security card though, so they wouldn't let me work. So I just bummed around in Manchester for a bit, camping by the side of the road, making taking up a job with a local farmer or something, getting accused of stealing digital cameras, taking care of the dog that was abandoned in my shanty-town lean-to, and basically wookin' out for a bit. I had these dreams of like, making a movie and traveling around Europe after I finished seeing the states. nothing too lofty though. The town residents started pitching in and I ended up with a sweet tent and a grill, and some schmucks even pitched in a bought me a ticket! I want to be clear, I wasn't asking for any of it. but i mean, I also wasn't going anywhere either. it was pretty rad. afterward I went to go live with the rainbow people or something.
This thread is simple. If you're a person like me I.e dangerous, exciting, loves attention, there's a chance you have some downright absurd memory from Bonnaroo. If you're reserved and enjoy Bonnaroo strictly for the art/music (Like me as well) and not merely the excuse to party in the middle of bum**** Tennesee, chances are YOU might even have an an experience so bizarre you'll never forget it. I'd love to hear some stories. No matter how amazing, how terrifying, how awe-inspiring something is that you happened to be apart of, please let it be heard.
I'll start While waiting for Alabama Shakes (Let's be real though, I was waiting for Kendrick) this guy walks up out of nowhere and starts proclaiming himself "Gay Adam". "My name is Adam and I'm gay!" At first, it's like "alright good for you that's awesome" *applaud applaud* but then he doesn't stop! THEN, he tries going for another guys nuts and the other guy pushes him AND THEN some older guy put Gay Adam in a chokehold and shoved him out of there. That guy was on something. It just got really uncomfortable. I cant make this **** up.
BTW: It doesn't have to be super detailed, only if you want, but rather short, to the point stories. For example, waking up the morning after Kanye, I walked from my tent to the car and looked across from me and saw this guy straight up pissing, with his coc* out. Guy got hammered the night before I bet and woke up still drunk. It's honestly something you can't unsee.
I'm pretty sure I saw Gay Adam too. Some dude completely out of it walked around in circles through this one section of the crowd for A Shakes slapping random dudes on the ass and yelling "Gay and Proud".
This thread is simple. If you're a person like me I.e dangerous, exciting, loves attention, there's a chance you have some downright absurd memory from Bonnaroo. If you're reserved and enjoy Bonnaroo strictly for the art/music (Like me as well) and not merely the excuse to party in the middle of bum**** Tennesee, chances are YOU might even have an an experience so bizarre you'll never forget it. I'd love to hear some stories. No matter how amazing, how terrifying, how awe-inspiring something is that you happened to be apart of, please let it be heard.
I'll start While waiting for Alabama Shakes (Let's be real though, I was waiting for Kendrick) this guy walks up out of nowhere and starts proclaiming himself "Gay Adam". "My name is Adam and I'm gay!" At first, it's like "alright good for you that's awesome" *applaud applaud* but then he doesn't stop! THEN, he tries going for another guys nuts and the other guy pushes him AND THEN some older guy put Gay Adam in a chokehold and shoved him out of there. That guy was on something. It just got really uncomfortable. I cant make this **** up.
BTW: It doesn't have to be super detailed, only if you want, but rather short, to the point stories. For example, waking up the morning after Kanye, I walked from my tent to the car and looked across from me and saw this guy straight up pissing, with his coc* out. Guy got hammered the night before I bet and woke up still drunk. It's honestly something you can't unsee.
I'm pretty sure I saw Gay Adam too. Some dude completely out of it walked around in circles through this one section of the crowd for A Shakes slapping random dudes on the ass and yelling "Gay and Proud".
Yeah that was him haha He was gay and proud, good for Gay Adam.
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
3post1jack1
Which Ditch Bridge Troll Wannabe God-King of the Cone
Post by 3post1jack1 on Nov 5, 2015 16:04:35 GMT -5
I have several exciting, dangerous, significant memores of Bonn:
1. Waited in traffic for a long time a few time 2. Saw music when tent was way CROWDED 3. Saw a secret parade 4. Saw a secret food 5. Various interactions with other bonnafans 6. Always drank plenty of water (stay hydrated) 7. EZ up 8. Frat guy neighbors were loud 9. Café where before headliner 10. hot during day 11. a comedian 12. date with Gay Adam 13. MMJ set was good 14. 15. searches coming in 16. volunteer didn't know things 17. rv pass 18. tiket 19. lineup pool 20. teddy grahams 21. wa
I have several exciting, dangerous, significant memores of Bonn:
1. Waited in traffic for a long time a few time 2. Saw music when tent was way CROWDED 3. Saw a secret parade 4. Saw a secret food 5. Various interactions with other bonnafans 6. Always drank plenty of water (stay hydrated) 7. EZ up 8. Frat guy neighbors were loud 9. Café where before headliner 10. hot during day 11. a comedian 12. date with Gay Adam 13. MMJ set was good 14. 15. searches coming in 16. volunteer didn't know things 17. rv pass 18. tiket 19. lineup pool 20. teddy grahams 21. wa
I won't be able to sleep peacefully tonight without knowing what was gonna be #14...
Considering you've found the need to respond to my threads as if you are threatened by me I offer you some peace my confused counterpart. May you find peace in your restless soul.
