The P Word
I went kind of hypo after we swapped a shoe :S for a reason I know not of.
Sam got up on stage with Balooga who were great (I filmed some of them hee) and the other two bands were also fab (especially BLA)
HA then me, Hev and Sam went to catch a bus. We were in the middle of a conversation about the night and different bands, when this random old guy just started talking to us about... I can't even remember what about (some tv programme he'd watched last night?) and I was trying SO hard not to laugh.
He wasn't really talking to me or Hev though, however he was VERY interested in Sam, and kept putting his hand on Sam's shoulder and squeezing it, and putting his head right next to Sam's! Oh deary me, twas hilerious!
I kept expecting him to flash at us or something. Luckily he got on a different bus to his new friend Sam and so all was well. Except that my (and Im sure Hevs is too) lip is scratched and hurting from biting it so hard to stop laughing!!!
That is my story of the day. Or of the yesterday. Oh yes, the P word is peadophile (I have no idea how to spell that) I suppose it could also be pervert...
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