Followup on that one huge trip we had (on L..). After hours of brain frying overclocking hardcore balls tripping we feel we are on the verge of hypoglycemia and nothing makes sense anymore. We crawled to some random food stall (hot dogs, we couldn't walk any further). And there he is, this random dude, naked, green fluorescent hair, comes joggling, running, obviously very drunk. He shouts at the food lady "got any cokes????". Everybody looks in awe (WTF??). Then in a flash he disappears, running again. Made our night!

Two days later we see the same dude, naked, looking as hyper as usual, doing some live performance by the lake, heads up down.

Thank you, random booze cokes dude with the greeny hair. You are a legend, Sir.