stories involving goon....
if you have any interesting stories involving goon, please e-mail them to i_love_goon@hotmail.com  if they are kind of funny I might put them on this page to share with other goon dogs okay.....


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STORY ONE

The One at the Maldon Folk Festival

One day we all decided to go to Maldon. I had never been to this inviting little town and thought to myself, yes, yes I think I will trot along their with my friends. Because I was Goon Dog, we decided the drink of choice would be Goon, except Chinky-poo, he was drinking BEER. Beer is not the root of all evil. So we all stuffed ourselves into Chink-poo's car. Who was involved...? Lens, John, Dredd-Girl, Bruise-about, Chinky-poo and myself (Goon-Dog). Because of the confusion off all the names, everyone turned into Goon-Dog, except Chinky-poo, because of the uncanny resemblance to Chinky-poo the cat. So there we were in the car, like maggots in a sheep's lower intestines, drinking Goon, most of which was falling onto Chinky-poo's very nice car interior. The fluffy cow skin sheep covers stunk the next day. After spending 3 hours in the car we decided it was time to go and check out the folk music the Maldon Folk Festival had to offer. We ran through a few fences and I fell onto a beer bottle that my eye landed on. It was however filled with Goon folks, not beer. There is no need to cry yet. Once in the folk festival Dredd-Girl conceived a "pregnant Goon-Dog baby" and we drunk from that for the rest of the night. We met two lovely boys.....Shane and Tom (????) and I spoke to the Hare Krishna's, until Lens yelled out "no sex before marriage". Then he spoke to them also, reiterating my point that they had the coolest shop on Swanston Street. Chinky-poo, Bruise-about and I got a ride into town after 12 minutes and 35 seconds of trying to hitchhike. We squashed into the 2 available seats and got back to our shantytown for the night. The guy in the back seat also took it upon himself to kiss me......which came to a shock to both myself and the large amount of goon in my stomach. We all piked it after spitting real fruit juice into people's mouths and feeling seedy. Good Goon hangovers were had by all.


STORY TWO

The day the goon turned rotten

This tale happened to take place last night and it involved Goon and one Cascade beer, which held the GOON for the rest of the night. I then lost it and stole a Midori Illusion shaker from Dannies and took it to Brocks. Funny things in the evening, Digger Dave called, we videotaped our selves. Andy was fucked and hugged me because I knew that he was fucked. We watched Preaching to the Perverted and Nigel from 'Relic Hunter' was in it. Highlight of my night. We played Charades at Brock, Brad and Tim's and I think I fell asleep and woke up on their floor either still drunk or in a brilliant hangover and watched 'Central Station' with Ronan and that was fun. Then I ran home and went walking with Karina and then came and made more web site stuff....all by the power of Goon Doggy dog.


 

STORY THREE

THE BOOBS AND BOURBS GOON-A-THON....

by a boy called Jesse

This one is short and sweet. I drunk half a cast of Goon with Fred Durst and then we ran out, so I drunk half a bottle of Bourbs. Then we went out. Ooops, I don't remember the rest LOVE JESSE. I don't think I picked up.


STORY FOUR

THE BUNDY AND GOON CAN MAKE VEGEMITE....

by a boy called Jesse It was my friend Austin's 18th. I drunk a middle sized bottle of BUNDY and a long next. Then I smoked lots'0'ciggarettes. I spoked some near PAUL RYAN, he got really angry with me and he punched me in the face. My face went purple, so I got sympathy drinks. I got DRUNK and the pain went away. That's when the night began to get fun because I found a CASK of GOON. I carried it round and drunk it like water.... then I started drinking everything I could find. I drank some ERIN CREAM. No sorry, I skulled some ERIN CREAM. I felt (god knows why) ILL. I threw up in the toilet and slept there for 3 hours. Austin's daddy drove me home. The next day Mummy got me out of bed to fix roof.... in my oh-so hangover state this was not what I call a good time. What do I blame, the ERIN cream of course, because goon is sweetness and nice. LOVE JESSE


STORY FIVE

THE GOON MIXED WITH VODKA JELLY (at the degrassi party)

We were having a Degrassi Party. This party was planned and was going to be ace. The invites rocked, I was a pregnant SPIKE and it was all swell. But by 9.30 my Spike outfit was growing old and not that many people were there. I had downed a lot of very strong Vodka Jelly and a large amount of GOON so by this stage things were getting a bit less clear. I kept falling over in the kitchen, due to the liquid fight Travis and I had had earlier. When I did fall over, I would throw whatever I was drinking onto the floor, creating a very slippery floor, which provided me with a beautiful bruised face in the morning. Some of the highlights of the night included: 1. James from BAPA bringing a Degrassi Booty, with not one, but two of the Degrassi theme songs and well as a special surprise, the theme song to "you can't do that on television". 2. The very funky Dare game we created. Dares in Balloons pegged to the washing line and spun round, you select a balloon and do the dare. Apparently I saw a nudie run, but I was pretty well gone by that stage, and someone kissed me (kiss all the people who live in this place but by that stage I was: 3. Passing out on the oh-so convenient bed in the lounge room. 4. The westie gatecrashers who thought it would be fun to hold a sharp object at Kingsley's neck punch someone out and break my two bedroom windows. 5. The cops that came 6. All the people who showed up. 7. Me for breaking the toilet door. Moral of this story: Goon can sometimes cause problems but we love it anyway.


STORY SIX

Ode to the lip sip sick invention

It was to be one of those nights. What marked it as one of those nights was the fact that Aisha was drinking. We started at our house, people vacated to see DR ROCK at the rat, leaving Trav, Lisa and myself to drink more GOON. But they soon returned and god knows how much more Goon was consumed. We headed for a craple venue and some interesting things happened that night. Karina had a problem with her pants that night and I kissed a boy called Adam. Loads of fun, it was too good. Aisha's highlight is not mentionable but involves the removal of an item of clothing, not off her body


STORY SEVEN

THE SPARROW PARK INCIDENT

note to reader: not just goon was consumed this evening.... This one is a funny one, and I love it. Okay Jesse (read stories above) Karina and I went to GINA'S 18. We hung out with all the fresh kids and listened to some songs on the juke box. Then we left and went to another party, which we found. We had no idea what the address was, just moved in the direction of love. We got there, Jesse and Karina left and Ben, Tom, Ivan and myself went back to GINAS party. We consumed goon, I drunk some beer. I spoke to Lee about cover bands not being so good. (note: t h e s t r o k e s told me that coverbands do not have to be coverbands to be famous and they never travelled down that sordid track of geri hailwel and creed impersonations......) okay so I put Never ending story on the jukebox about 15 times, ate and apple and went with Ben, Tom and Ivan in Bens car for a lets go bush canadian style. We ran around there for a while priming up our goon and then we found SPARROW PARK and scooted round there for a while, then we left. Now we all thought this place was a FIGMENT OF OUR IMAGINATION. Then we went to a factory and it was shut so we tried to get under the fence, but we just got stuck and dirty, then we left, as chubbbbbbbb security entered. ooops. then we went to the little tiny bridge by the froot shack and played 3 little billy goast gruff and got wet feet. Then we did what all tuff ballarat geezers do, we walked the drains. Wooohooo. oh with the aid of sparklers.....then we got stuck and had to run around the train trax then we saw cliffy davis goon time band and ivan yelled at them.....he yelled out "radio dave and the rest of the lyrics", then we got paraniod about going into the supermarket cos we were dirty (re: factory) and went home. I had wet legs.

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