Were there ppl w/out boots? Gosh. Dang eeky wei. How to have fun?? RRRR…

Oh man, brown mud everywhere. Got cess pit photos or not? Put them up lah! It would complete this image of Glastonbury horror that you have painted.

I tried taking pix of the cesspits,but everytime I go near it, my hands are too busy covering my nose..and seriously, you dont’ want to stop there for longer than nessacary wei

yes,there were people without boots. it was absolutely disgusting.You were squishing mud inside your sneakers

Greetings from not so sunny Canberra!

This fun exactly why? Because its fun to hear music next to muddy women?

You get points for bravery in my book.

That’s a lot of mud!!!! LOL!!! Did you enjoy yourself?

Wah liao. Urm, it looks fun …. not. Okay, maybe just a little bit.

Just a thought and this sounds like a disgusting question: Urm, issit possible to poo on the ground without anyone knowing the difference?

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