There were a couple thefts, too, which soured the evening. Someone had their bag stolen out of their car and one keg was stolen. The whole keg. No one saw anyone take it, but it must not have been too hard because there were so many people and most of them were wasted.
What else happened at Beerstock? Well, some dude named Resin danced by the fire all night in his Speedos. There was a couple making out by the fire and that was mildly entertaining, until it got to the point where half the crowd was muttering "get a room" and the other half was just standing there, watching, waiting to see if the mauling was going to turn into something more x-rated. Unbelievable. And then there was the peeing. One tree in particular became the unspoken outdoor urinal, which is fine, but it was only about five feet away from party.
Yee haw! Cowgirl Amy at Beetstock
Like I said, I thought I was doing okay but, yes, I was wasted but smart enough to get a ride home from someone. The next day I went back to pick up my car and make my way up to the Tunbridge Fair for the Demolition Derby. Ken and Crew have been working hard on the cars all summer and the derby was totally awesome. I videotaped the whole thing and Ken took pictures.
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