Post by Taz Luthor on Mar 10, 2011 16:23:31 GMT -5
Taz drummed his fingers against the steering wheel of his rickety slighlty-not-quite-modern campervan to the tune of the intro to 'Final Countdown' that blasted out of the car's nearly blowing speakers.
A border collie howled almost in tune to the music, sat in the back of the campervan on a worn out futon,
The packed campsite of the Sybinx festival was almost in view as Taz's van made its way down the road. He rolled down the window, letting in the scent of festival grub and taking a deep breath.
"That's what we came here for," he smirked, "Besides the music...obviously."
His dog made a curious bark.
"Yes. I am talking to you, I don't have friends anymore. Remeber?"
The dog made an acknowledging whimper.
The van made its way into the camping field, after a short few minutes of trying to find a space, Taz parked snugly inbetween a pair of other caravans.
The music slowed down as Taz quickly turned it off, brielfy inspecting his surroundings through the window.
He jumped out of the van, walking around to the other door where his pet stood eager to be 'released'
"Just let me find your leash..." he muttered, opening the door and rummaging around loose clothing, bottles and everything else in search for the dog's leash.
Without warning, the border collie burst out of the doors, past Taz and half way across the camp site.
Taz turned his head, rolling his eyes as he took the leash in his hand.
"F***ing mongrel!" he hissed, clenching his fist as he attempted to run after him, the dog already far ahead.
A border collie howled almost in tune to the music, sat in the back of the campervan on a worn out futon,
The packed campsite of the Sybinx festival was almost in view as Taz's van made its way down the road. He rolled down the window, letting in the scent of festival grub and taking a deep breath.
"That's what we came here for," he smirked, "Besides the music...obviously."
His dog made a curious bark.
"Yes. I am talking to you, I don't have friends anymore. Remeber?"
The dog made an acknowledging whimper.
The van made its way into the camping field, after a short few minutes of trying to find a space, Taz parked snugly inbetween a pair of other caravans.
The music slowed down as Taz quickly turned it off, brielfy inspecting his surroundings through the window.
He jumped out of the van, walking around to the other door where his pet stood eager to be 'released'
"Just let me find your leash..." he muttered, opening the door and rummaging around loose clothing, bottles and everything else in search for the dog's leash.
Without warning, the border collie burst out of the doors, past Taz and half way across the camp site.
Taz turned his head, rolling his eyes as he took the leash in his hand.
"F***ing mongrel!" he hissed, clenching his fist as he attempted to run after him, the dog already far ahead.