FF: Flayva Flav
FJR: Fat Jerk Roadie
Setting: christo and Downsy are side of stage watching Public Enemy at Southbound. Christo is losing his shit, holding the $3 clock they bought the day before as a joke.
(FF pauses mid song, looks over, points at christo's clock, points to his own clock, then back at christo and gives a massive smile, showing off his gold grills. christo loses his shit even more.)
2 minutes later: (FJR comes out of nowhere and grabs the clock off christo.)
christo: Hey, what the hell?
FJR: I'm going to wear it around my neck later. (Grins like the clock stealing asshole that he is, walks to the other side of stage)
5 minutes later: (FF comes to side of stage groupies and high fives everyone. Gives christo a sweet bro-hug)
christo: I'm so sorry Flav. That guy stole my clock.
FF: Is it even yours?
christo: Yeah, we got it in Perth. From K-Mart. (christo is very drunk and excited and is making little sense)
FF: Who took it?
christo: That FJR in the shit hat with the shit flames on the side of it.
FF: I'll get it back. (FF starts a new song)
30 minutes later: (set has finished. FF goes to FJR. FJR produces clock and they start taking photos with it. At this stage christo is accepting that FJR has won the day. FF pats FJR on the shoulder and goes to walk off stage. At the last second he turns back, grabs the clock, runs across stage and gives clock to christo. christo loses the plot completely and proceeds to tell everyone the story, over and over and over again for the rest of the weekend, and probably the rest of his life)
christo: FLAYVA FLAAAAAVVV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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(l-r) Downsy, Christo (holding clock) and the Flav |
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