YAAAAS
Where'd you get that? Is he famous?
**** now I'm gonna post an ISO for 2 years ago during the 2016 Dark Rain Day. I passed out against the brick wall at the compound in the rain for 3 hours. Was wearing blue Frogg Toggs the whole time.
YAAAAS
Where'd you get that? Is he famous?
Not missing much, but the highlight were when she kicked a dude in the face and chugged a big hugs bomber then whipped it to the ground.I downloaded two "fb video saving" plugins for chrome and sadly neither would work. It sucks that the old mobile link right click save as "bug" has been patched
It has been quite the 24 hours haha.
I just didn’t want to be the person posting them haha
I just didn’t want to be the person posting them haha
When we arrived at around 8am there was a huge line to get in, but then we were told that those people were drinking down their stash since they were stirctly enforcing the Oz limit. After that walked right in to the holding pen and began sharing beers with strangers.
Did anyone else have the OZ limit strictly enforced? We got into line just before they started letting people into the pen (which I had no idea about), so we hadn't drunk more than 1 bottle of what was brought. I picked up 2 bags of 6 bombers each and had at least a 4 pack in my backpack, not even knowing that we were 'entering the festival.' Security didn't seem to give 2 *****. And it seemed that way for a lot of people around us in the pen...
There was some great videos posted on the Dark Lord Day Facebook group of that couple "moshing", it was entertaining and disturbing at the same time.
People were claiming she took a **** instead of peeing. She later admitted to urinating in public because of a bladder condition and that she did end up in jail and was bailed out. The dude with her proposed at DLD so he is her fiance now.
She claimed to work at Binny's Lakeview so people started sending pics/video to Binnys to attempt to get her fired. Apparently they responded saying she had already left that job a short while ago but she didn't reflect their values etc etc...
Anyway, people were kinda harassing her on that Facebook group so the admins deleted everything and banned discussion of her going forward.
I should have saved the videos though.
I know, it hurt me to upload that to my youtube but the world needs to see this footage.FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PEOPLE STOP FILMING THINGS IN PORTRAIT MODE
That "bald guy" is her fiance that proposed to her earlier in the day while she was peeing next to an electrical box (his words, not mine)What's the story with that bald guy? That's the worst display of help I've ever seen.
I'm beginning to think that day didn't start off with a plan.That "bald guy" is her fiance that proposed to her earlier in the day while she was peeing next to an electrical box (his words, not mine)
crazy drunk bitch on her facebook profile said:Got bailed out of county jail. On my way home. Public intoxication & disorderly conduct....for being drunk at the biggest beer fest of the year and being aggressive in the pit.
I did not punch a cop. My bail was $500 - not $5000. The charges are likely being dropped.
Also, I pee in public like that daily because I have bladder issues and stopped caring where I urinate or who sees. I did not **** on the lawn.
These rumors are ridiculous. Some of the people are just straight up bullies.
The **** shaming is uncalled for, and so are a lot of the other nasty, irrelevant remarks made towards myself & my fiance.
We were having a great time and goofing off. That's just how I am. People who actually know me wouldn't be shocked by any of this.
Indiana security & police clearly aren't use to this kind of ****. If it was in Chicago, I wouldn't have been arrested. I still haven't received a logical answer to why I was locked up.
**Update - I was offered 2 different ubers instead of arrest, but was having a panic attack from my PTSD and fought it because I couldn't pull myself together to cooperate. The arrest happened after my anxiety attack.
I'm alive. I'm home. Please give me space.
Thank you.
Here was her public "statement" yesterday before de-activating her account.
Here's the Fiance... lol
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Certainly an interesting couple. They seem happy, and other than doing dumb stuff while drunk, didn't cause any harm to anyone else. The spineless ******** stealing people's beer should be the ones getting called out here from the facebook community.
I did like this quote from her:
"I did not **** on the lawn."
I'm not much better, I have **** on a lawn (and myself) at a beerfest before.
Oh thanks for having my back in the RTT a couple of weeks ago, dick.
Mine was a little more extreme. It ended with me wrapped in ambulance blankets surrounded by cops and paramedics.
Jesus, did you **** out an organ or something?
FTowne doesn't this look like fun?
Unfortunately there aren't any pictures/videos of the said theft.Certainly an interesting couple. They seem happy, and other than doing dumb stuff while drunk, didn't cause any harm to anyone else. The spineless ******** stealing people's beer should be the ones getting called out here from the facebook community.
I did like this quote from her:
"I did not **** on the lawn."
Not Dark Lord day, and not trying to hijack but you asked
A few years ago me and some buddies decided to go to a beer festival, upon getting there we decide to play a game and see who can get the most beers with spending the least amount of tickets. Well one thing led to another and I ended up finding this both with a double IPA. I don't remember what it was but me and the guy pouring it decided to get into a chugging contest. I was chugging full pours before the time he could finish half of a pour. This is where everything started to go down hill and fast.
Next to his booth was the Crisipin Cider booth, after hanging out and talking to the guy for a while he told me if I brought people to his booth he would hook me up and keep giving me free pours. I am the type of guy when drinking like that, that I am friends with everyone. So after walking around the festival and corralling everyone over to his booth I kept getting pour after pour. I cant tell you at this point how many pours I had but I was pretty drunk, and well you know what happens when you decide to eat too many apples...
After downing what seemed like gallons of cider I decided that I was hungry and instead of getting a steak and cheese I waited in the portabella mushroom wrap line. Why? I have no idea.
I then had to pee after drinking so much, I go to wait in the porta potty line and decided to was too long to wait and that I would just go piss in the woods. As soon as I started pissing I felt the urge to fart. This is where I broke the cardinal rule of never trusting a fart. That fart turned into a full blown ****, a **** that I wasn't expecting, a **** that was fueled by lots and lots of hard cider. Here is where I made the executive decision to ditch my underwear and freeball it for the rest of the festival. I start to hike further into the woods to dispose of my ****** underwear, little did I know in my drunken stupor that it was full of thorns. I had to use my arms like machetes to plow my way thru and back out.
After disposing of said underwear I then go and sit on the hill that was close by so I could relax and listen to the band. Here is where everything goes blank. Next thing I know I wake up with an ambulance and a few sheriffs surrounding me. I and wrapped in white hospital blankets, have a blood pressure cuff on me and I am getting washed down by a paramedic. He says to me " you were unresponsive for a while there". Sitting there in these blankets I realize the paramedic is actually whipping **** off my legs after my incident in the woods. My sheriffs ask me if I was there with anyone, so I call my buddies I am with.
At this point the band stops playing and realizes whats going on over on the hill, they announce over the sound system, "looks like someone had too much fun". My friends realize it was me and the sheriffs made a path thru the entire beer festival for them to come and pick me up with the car. They get me loaded up and we make the 45 minute drive back home., where I am in the back seat smelling like **** covered in hospital blankets. The entire time I was in the car all I can remember saying in my best joe dirt voice- I got the poo on me!
Fast forward to me getting home, I proceeded to pass out on the front porch, puke neon green ( I think it was from the green tortilla on my portabella wrap) and blaming my puke on out of the outside cats.
Still to this day there are only a few people that know about this story.