As the the night progressed, some asshole tried to snag some free beer. Luckily all Aboriginals stood together as we beat the living shit out of the guy. While I was holding him back, Pissi kept on giving blows to his face. He must have felt pretty good the next morning. Meanwhile another group of local friends arrived from Senden. Schwachboy, Dominik, Matthias and Beavis had driven 300km all the way up here on their scooters. Schwachboy was especially proud because his TS1 made it without any complaints.

On Saturday morning, a group of fearce drinkers had already had their load and used alle the mud in the area of the fountain to play some dirty games. They had a pretty awesome beer bong, that was filled with a mixture of beer and tequila, then hauled up a flag pole. Let me tell you that I've never drank a beer at that rate. Insane.

Some dudes decided to hang around the place. I wonder if Schwachboy had anything remotely smart to say here. To be honest: I doubt it. He proved his sharpness later on that night when he scored with the ugliest bitch on the campsite (forgetting to use a condom by the way).