But I digress.
Since it was the station's 35th Anniversary they got some special acts to come (The Doobie Brothers and Lynryd Skynryd) and an unofficial official spokeswoman dressed in nothing but some underwear and body paint. Aside from it being massively cold on in middle of August, I had to give her props, she was essentially naked around a bunch of rowdy drunken middle-aged men and old drunken creepers who have this innate need to touch you.
It was a long day, a tiring day, but a productive one to say the least.
And the brave girl goes out to represent...
Oh it also doesn't hurt when the opening band is quite easy on the eyes...
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