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Happy that Gondola could make it to West Virginia NuggetFest.
Friends in the White Mountains Nugget Fest
I was there. It was the first, they didn't get permission. But the goat thing is true but they were gonna eat it. I didn't see any police
On a scale of 1-to-many how much do you regret that decision?
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Throwback to Summer Nuggetfest 2015 overlooking the beauty of Penfield, PA. Good old "Site B".
Things I have gained a reputation for at Nuggetfest
Bringing and passing around two bottles of Malort.
Starting at least 2 cults, on accident.
Starting another cult on purpose, but erasing my involvement in it’s inception.
Running around in a tracksuit, newsboy cap, with an AK strapped to me and a RPG-7 on my shoulder. Of which neither gun were actually mine. I generated them into existence out of pure Slavness.
Shouting Oy Blyat any time someone normally would use an expletive.
Making 10 gallons of food.
Gesticulating with a knife.
Getting drunk, deciding I wanted to eat something, and press-ganging people into a drunken potluck.
During which I was handling a very sharp knife with what was later described as “unsafe levels of ‘not giving a fuck’”
Calling the ensuing creation “Yes,,” as in when someone would ask “What is that?” I’d reply, deadpan, “Yes.”
The reason for that was because I had lost track of what was actually IN the food.
Said “Yes” was good anyway. thereby proving it was in fact, “Yes.”
Threatening to tech people how to swing dance.
Shilling for CZ
Arguing the fine points of degeneracy, to the surprise and horror of onlookers.
So, post-mortem on Nuggetfest; there are way more people in the Chicago area into shooting guns than I thought, and we’re gonna like, go hang out and talk shit.
Also next time I’m packing some kind of shorts and some flip flops or sandals.
And also not bringing multiple costumes.
And also getting a better tent.
And also getting a better backpack, and compartmentalizing kits into bags.
And also not lending my axe out to people cause it now has a chip in the blade.
And also making/buying an axe sheath.
And also buying a goretex jacket.
And also getting/building a better mess kit.
And also buying some leather boots, because I’m officially done with synthetic boots. They just suck, and they smell, and they can’t stay dry. And hopefully I’ll be getting/making/building a new plate carrier and chest rig, as well as a horrible, awful, disgusting meme gun.