Day 3 i was still ticketless and very depressed... I was expecting to see all 3 nights, instead i got screwed and saw none. (i did hear the shows on my Walkie Talkie though). I was sure that nothing could make me happy at this point, but I got involved in a little drum circle and jammed, then a great Babe came and joined in.

We started talking and we were happy. Then she said, "looks like you need something there..." "What?" "Well, would you like a shroom?" "Yeah BABE!" :) "I'll give it to ya only if you call me Babe for the rest of the night..." "You want the Cap? or the Stem?" "cap..." Then she gave me the stem, then she gave me chocolate, then we shmoked mad amounts of that good stuff, on top of that other good stuff. (Damn she was a Babe, in 100 thousand ways).

Next she gave me a candy cane to top it off.  Then she said she'd right back, but those stupid Phuck ass cops started pushing everyone away! So to end the story, this Brook Babe turned my Phrown upside down. If you Are this Babe, or know a girl named Brook who went to Hampton on Jan 4th, please get up and contact me... i need to talk to my babe and this is the only way i think it could work. I'll see all of you at Greensboro!

- Topher the Phan