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As I flipped through the passedoutwookies.com site, I started to worry that I was going to come across a picture of myself. There were an awful not of non-wook passed out pics there that got a laugh out of me...then that sobering thought of "oh man, I hope I'm not on here." Heh... ;D
What is a w00k? Hmmm ... I'm sure there is an official definition somewhere and that others can explain it better than I, but basically they are the dread-wearing, drug-selling, pick-pocketing, no-shower-taking, no-brush-owning community that travel from festival to festival in hopes of making a profit at normal people's expense.
Post by lopsopdop510 on Jun 9, 2006 15:28:07 GMT -5
Here's my wook story. Last year shortly after setting up we all sit down to cold beer and cold cut sandwiches. All the while there are three wooks sitting outside their 1950's rv practically drooling over our fresh deli meat. One wanders over and in the most pathetic voice I've ever heard says "hey bruh, you think I could maybe have a slice of bread? I'm so hungry and don't have any money until I sell some of this acid. Wanna buy some acid?" Uh no thanks, but help yourself to the bread. In fact you can even have some ham, cheese, mayo, mustard, or whatever else you want to put on it. While your at it invite your friends and have a cold beer too. Needless to say we had made some friends for the whole weekend. Broke friends, but friends. Funny stuff at the time since a lot of the people I brought hadn't ever seen wooks b4.
so my friend is cruising along the interstate outside of seattle, in the HOV/Carpool lane, the rest of traffic is stopped but the carpool lane is cruising at about 55. he had recently packed his glass piece, anticipating needing a smoke during bad rush hour traffic. It's sitting on the seat next to him. All of a sudden someone tries to pull out of the stopped traffic into the carpool lane and causes a wreck with my friend, who flips his car over on the median. Luckily there are no injuries but my friend is sitting there in his now-smashed-and-upsidedown car, no way of wiggling out... and he notices that his glass piece and nug jar got tossed from the car, and he can see them in plain view on the pavement about 15 feet away.
Lo and behold, out of nowhere, some "Interstate Wook" comes strolling up the median (friend confirmed that he was definitely dreaded and clearly a vagrant) and says "Hey man you alright?"... long pause ... wook points at piece and nugs and says "want me to get rid of that?" Friend says yup, and wook walks off with his piece and nugs.
Talk about a groundscore. Cops showed up like 2 minutes later so it was a fortunate wook got on the scene first.
last year i remember some wook was camped across from us. he had bought the rest of the nitrous tank from the dudes who were slingin balloons on thursday night, and the security had taken it from his van. he chased them down, and took the tank back (somehow bringing it back to his van, this was a full size tank, although probably mostly empty). the security then came back and said "okay, you can keep the tank, but dogs are definitely not allowed" and took his dog. the scene was repeated and i think he got the dog back. this was THE most chill dog of all time. he just sat under the van all day long and i never heard him bark once
*i like coconuts, you can break them open they smell like ladies lyin in the sun** *Hell I don't even know where I am** *for now I must sit here and ponder the yonder: The herbivores did well cause their food didn't never run** *We listen, if it feels good We shake** *You made a big impression for a girl of your size, Now I can't get by without you and your big brown eyes.**
my wook story---was down in key west for fantasy fest and my buddy and i came across these two wooks who were chilling next to thier passed out friend--my buddy says to them 'hey , man, can i sign your wook?'--they look up and say'huh?'-- so my buddy says' i'll give you a dollar if i can sign my name on your passed out buddy---well they thought it was hilarious and say sure-- my buddy gives them a dollar and signs the guys cheek with his sharpie pen---the guys are laughing ans say' hey, we'll give you your dollar back if we can have your sharpie' and my buddy agrees--we take off and about 2hrs later we walk back by---i laughed so hard when i saw they made a cardboard sign that said"sign our friend--$1"-- they had this guys shirt off and there were about 30 signatures all over him--they made lunch money for the day-----
we watched a trashed wook begging for change until he got enough money for a balloon. he went over there and got it and walked away. he then walked over and tried to sit the balloon on a table and of course it blew away. he looked like he was going to cry.
What would life be like without wooks? What would BONNAROO be like without wooks?!
Is that question meant to be asked in the same way Dustin Hoffman says "What would the world be like without Captain Hook?" That's the way I perceived it, anyway.
we watched a trashed wook begging for change until he got enough money for a balloon. he went over there and got it and walked away. he then walked over and tried to sit the balloon on a table and of course it blew away. he looked like he was going to cry.
its the saddest thing ever when you lose a balloon
i saw people lose theirs as soon as they got em last year and the dude selling them was like "sucks to be you kid"
*i like coconuts, you can break them open they smell like ladies lyin in the sun** *Hell I don't even know where I am** *for now I must sit here and ponder the yonder: The herbivores did well cause their food didn't never run** *We listen, if it feels good We shake** *You made a big impression for a girl of your size, Now I can't get by without you and your big brown eyes.**
As I flipped through the passedoutwookies.com site, I started to worry that I was going to come across a picture of myself. There were an awful not of non-wook passed out pics there that got a laugh out of me...then that sobering thought of "oh man, I hope I'm not on here." Heh... ;D
I had that thought too.. at Roo in '04 I had stayed up all night on friday and went into some shade the next day near gov't Mule just outside the centeroo entrances.
the intention was to just lay there and "close my eyes" (yeah right, like only that was going to happen ) and listen to the music... I guess I ended up passing out for like an hour.. I wonder if anyone took a picture of me..
Though it was appropriate to top this, since we are looking at a potentially heightened alert of any wooks potentially dissuaded from fussing with centeroo and instead focusing their wookishness on the campgrounds.
anyone else meet this fella? He crashed our campsite and kisses my friend kyle on the face.
Thanks for posting the video! When I saw this thread I thought of it and I was going to post it lol. It would be great if I didn't sound so drunk and obnoxious in the background.
Check out Oo boy getting hemmed up with a 2005 Bonnaroo shirt on...
Check it out if you watch it real close right when they flip the wook over that gaurder rail the camera shifts so you can't see how hard he got face planted by that F**K boy FED
Then the guy in the end who is he flicking off the wook or the pig
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Being from a small industrial Canadian city, I have never heard of wooks and it makes me embarrassed to have dreadlocks.
Last year this guy stumbled up to our site asking for water because he claimed he lost his car. We of course said sure, and gave him a bottle of water. At this point in time us naive folk invited him to sit down and asked him his name. He replied "Now dont take this the wrong way, but my name is Magic." We asked him what he was going to do about his car and he said "I donno man but if I sell all of this opium, I will make about $900, do you guys want some?" We declined, so he reached into our cooler helped himself to a beer and walk over to the next site where he stayed for the rest of the roo sleeping outside out tents. After Dave Mathews band we found out that all of our stuff had been riffled through but nothing was missing, except 5 Canadian dollars. I don't know for sure it was Magic, but he was nowhere to be seen that night.
;D
) and listen to the music... I guess I ended up passing out for like an hour.. I wonder if anyone took a picture of me..
