Jun 5
I was walking of out of Slam Dunk Festival the other weekend, mildly dehydrated and slick with the layers of sun tan notion from throughout the day, when this dude who was clearly on some kind of substance, points at me and shouts (a bit slack jawed), ‘maaaaate, I can see your purple aura!’
I’ve had worse things shouted at me in my life, and given I had pretty much been on my feet for 8 hours, the only thing I could muster in response was, ‘whoa! Thanks.’
To which he then responds, ‘yeeeeah man, I can see it! Are you Dutch? It’s the purple aura of a Dutchman!’
Out of ideas for suitable responses for that, I just gave him a fist bump and wished him a good evening.
