You once referred to yourself in the second person for the better part of a week. It drove all your friends nuts.
Those friends have now been Tuberclized
If y'all make it down here, remember Barney has rules and all must obey to be a welcome guest. And I quote:"NO PETS, NO GLASS CONTAINERS, NO LOUD RADIO MUSIC, NO 4 WHEELERS, NO MODIFIED GOLF CARTS, NO GATORS..." Those are the rules. They are the only rules but they are strictly enforced. Just about anything else goes.
I got busted a few years back because I was standing there with a glass jar in my hand. One of the Gestapo ran up and yelled "You there! No glass!" Tubercle was like, Crap! I'm going down, man; I'm outta here and may never see my family again. Gestapo handed me one of those red plastic cups out of the stack he was carrying and said "pour it in here". The Bastard demanded a bribe too, so I gave him a sip. We were cool after that. Of course, as soon as Gestapo walked off, Tubercle poured his sh%& back into the jar. That SH^& will leach stuff out of plastic (I'm talking 3% beer
). Well, maybe.
Of all the years Tubercle has been attending, no violence has been observed, The crowd is 18 to 80, blind, cripple and crazy. One time the Gestapo (some time before daylight) dragged someone by Tubercle's campsite as he and some some friends we sitting around picking guitars, I believe we were drinking beer also if memory serves me right, and the perpetrator was yelling "he hit me first" like some pitiful schoolyard b!T$H. Other than that its real laid back. Food , drinking and a lot of music.