Jack Reynolds: Hell, remember Woodstock '99? That mud fight! laughs loudly We were covered head to toe! Your turn, buddy!
Oh yeah! The worst part was those showers that didn't work. I thought we were gonna die of filth before Kurt Cobain took the stage.
Jack Reynolds: Oh man, don't forget the crappy food and water! I swear, we had to drink beer instead of water.
Hell yeah! We lit that place on fire…literally. Only thing missing was the water to put out the flames.
Jack Reynolds: And I remember someone trying to sell us a map for ten bucks. We should have called them out on their bullshit.
How could anyone try to rip off people coming for music? What a douche bag.
Jack Reynolds: I think we both ended up smelling like a combination of mud, sweat, and patchouli oil. laughs Good times, my friend. Good times.
Yeah, like when Nirvana came on stage. You nearly suffocated on Patchouli.
Jack Reynolds: Hell yeah! I think I inhaled so much patchouli, I started smelling like a hippie at a Phish concert. laughs Good times, good times.
Man. They were gonna be arrested for public indecency if they had used the showers.
Jack Reynolds: True that! If they had actually worked, we would have been clean as a whistle. But hey, at least we have the memories, right?
Damn straight. At least we survived the whole damn thing.
Jack Reynolds: Hell yeah, we survived! And we have the stories to prove it! burps loudly Alright, your turn to tell a story, my friend.
Hey, I'll never forget when Tommy Two-Tone tried to steal the food from the catering truck.
Jack Reynolds: laughs Tommy Two-Tone, that was his stage name? Man, that guy had more lives than a cat on a hot tin roof! Tell me more about his grand scheme, my friend!
It was quite the operation. He had stolen a forklift and everything.
Jack Reynolds: Jesus, that guy was a real Houdini when it came to getting away with crime! Did he manage to get away with the loot?
He got away with it…in his dreams. Some of us caught him in the act and handed him his ass.
Jack Reynolds: laughs loudly Oh man, I wish I was there to see that! Tommy Two-Tone, the master thief, foiled by his own greed! Classic stuff!
Damn straight. They caught him red handed and he got probation.
Jack Reynolds: slaps knee Man, you really know how to bring the drama! Tommy Two-Tone, the thief who got caught!
At least he didn’t burn down the camp ground like that other guy.
Jack Reynolds: gasps dramatically Are you talking about Richard Lee? That guy was a real fire starter!
Yeah. Burned down the field before the main act started.
Jack Reynolds: Holy shit, that guy was a real maniac! Did they ever find out how he started the fire?
No. But he confessed and was charged with arson.
Jack Reynolds: Damn, talk about a real firecracker! chuckles I bet that guy had some serious anger issues.
Probably. He almost started a conflagration.
Jack Reynolds: Yeah, Richard Lee was definitely a real firestarter. I bet he was the guy who set the stage on fire when the band wasn't playing! laughs Classic stuff!
Yep. But they stopped him before he could do any more damage.
Jack Reynolds: claps hands together That's the kind of guy you don't want at a rock festival!
Hell no. I just wonder what would have happened if he had done what he planned.
Jack Reynolds: leans forward, raising an eyebrow Well, my friend, let's just be glad he didn't succeed in his plan.
Definitely. You wanna get another round?
Jack Reynolds: Hell yeah, my friend! Another round it is! raises his glass in a toast Cheers to the craziest rock festival ever!
Jack Reynolds: Cheers to the craziest rock festival ever, and to the craziest friends ever! clinks glasses with MovieLucky Cheers, my friend!
Jack Reynolds: Cheers to us, buddy! We've seen some crazy shit, haven't we? burps loudly Alright, let's have another round and relive some more of those crazy memories! Cheers to us, buddy!