mr lob wrote:obliveus wrote:When we were leaving at the end of the night, I couldn't find Lindemon. So I asked Rob and he told me to look out the window. Lindsay was having this full on conversation on the bench in front of Dirty Secrets...with absolutely nobody but himself. I came out armed with my video phone to get some classic footage and he pulled a souvalaki on me (yes, that kind of souvalaki) and began to curse and cuss obscenities. I got it all on my phone...funny as!
CLASSIC!!!
Goes great with the time he played his vans, or the time he took a nap on top of the tables, or the time...oh, so many Lindemon stories!
whats that disease called when you fall asleep anywhere at anytime?
It's Narcolephsy, although that spelling mightn't be right...
You must have the wildest imagination & a lot of spare time to make up all these stories OB....
The truth..
"The time he played his vans" - Bogans Working party - they were thongs, ask any of the BW crew...
"Took a nap on the tables..." the previous/prior BW party @ the Mercat, they were day beds/ Hospital gurneys, NOT tables & I'd been up since 5am, worked 12hrs, & drank a shitload prior to rocking up..
"Or the time".... Why do all these 'anecdotes' carry no reference to time or place when you tell them. But I am able to pinpoint the specific event, date, venue & circumstances..? huh..?!?
That said, I probably was talking to myself on Saturday night, although I could have just been on the phone...
Hmmnn.... Just checked my phone, I tried calling Feigan around 2am on Sunday morn...
So..... another of OB fallacies debunked....