all that is just to get your groceires from a supermarket at Australia Fair.So what exactly happens during a big day out other then waiting in line for public transport to go to one of these things, waiting in line to get into a venue, waiting in line to get your crotch sniffed by a big copper's drug sniffer dog (and possibly some people), waiting in line to have a pee, waiting in line to get a $30 bucket of chips, waiting in line to get a $25 bottle of tap water, waiting in line to have a dump (and getting lefty sniffed again by that dog and/or person), waiting in line to get away from the drunk, stoned looney fighting his boy friends sister's cousin all whilst nearly seeing (if you stand on the drunk, passed out shiela's silicon boobees that is) a band that's about 500m away...and you'll nearly be able to hear that said band if it wasn't for all the other bands, yahoo's and fights happening about the place and then waiting in line to get out of mongrel said place just so you'll be able to wait in another line to catch some more public transport to get home???
And then when you get home you realise why everyone was staring at you and tripping over each other to get to the other side of the train and that shelia you tried to chat up (is hook up with the way it's said now??) could not wait to get away from you. That fat sweaty guy at the p!ss trough has rubbed his sweat all over you. So you now have to throw your $160 shirt out.
Bloody beauty day out eh