tent state: day 2
tragedy struck last night.
an unexpected cold snap has left at least a dozen hippies dead in their tents. this took the other hippies by surprise so to honor the dead they smoked lots of doobies.
my cover was almost blown today when an organizer asked for my name so they could register my tent. i had to think fast. i said the first thing name that came to my head "moon-unit smith"
the name, along with my smell (i haven't showered since friday), and my dirty dirty feet worked as excellent camo. she talked about how "everything is fucked up" and that she wants to "fuck shit up" and "fuck bush". it took some time to decipher her hippie dialect but i believe i am catching on.
tonight i will venture into their activities, hopefully i do not have poo thrown at me.
an unexpected cold snap has left at least a dozen hippies dead in their tents. this took the other hippies by surprise so to honor the dead they smoked lots of doobies.
my cover was almost blown today when an organizer asked for my name so they could register my tent. i had to think fast. i said the first thing name that came to my head "moon-unit smith"
the name, along with my smell (i haven't showered since friday), and my dirty dirty feet worked as excellent camo. she talked about how "everything is fucked up" and that she wants to "fuck shit up" and "fuck bush". it took some time to decipher her hippie dialect but i believe i am catching on.
tonight i will venture into their activities, hopefully i do not have poo thrown at me.