I fucken hate New Years. I hate the people. I hate the noise. I hate the fireworks. I hate the drunks. I hate the false sentiment. I hate that I hype it up in my head each year thinking that finally this will be the year that I have a good time only to be completely let down and deflated when I have the exact same experience as any other year. I hate that no matter what I repeat my mistakes and go out and actually celebrate this bullshit reason to get loaded.
So for me history repeats...
Tauranga Music Sux are throwing a New Years Eve Craptacular. Getting away from the noisey beachside rabble of soon to be pre pubescent parents we're heading bush.
We've hired Angotete lodge near Katikati.
*Bush
*Vaginal Bush
*Swimming Holes
*Glory Holes
*Camp Site
*Bunk Beds
*Penis Related Childrens Games
*Bands
*DJ Sets
*Jams
*Drinking (BYO)
*Lazing Around the Fire Telling Tales of Terror
*24hour Party
*Having an Overhyped/Overpaid Bad Time
Only 100 tickets to sell. You may only come on site if you have a ticket. No day trippers. No night stalkers. No gate crashers, I'm bringin' ma pitchfork.
Turn up at 3pm, party till 3pm the next day as long as you help us clean up then fuck off and get derro drunk in a park somewhere.
Tickets are $40. Why' Because it is expensive to hire Angotete Lodge. We other have other costs for which we have to pay and we want to fleece you on the night when people are actually prepared to pay more for a good time so that we can have some funds in the bank to not lose money at Woodcock next year.
Buy your tickets from me, contact me through Facebook. Or email me at taurangamusicsucks@yahoo.co.nz for my bank details.
Thanks,
Gonna be a shit wank time.
Much hate,
Scowlin Wolf
