Toilet stories ...from demoparties
category: residue [glöplog]
Would you like to share your favorite toilet related stories from demoparties?
Do you remember Crimson Jihad? The Hungarian anti-PC Amiga group? Mekka & Symposium 2001 wild compo winners?
Well, they were a colorful lot. Not really a demogroup in a traditional sense, but a staple of Hungarian demoparties. They often came to PC parties with a CD32 and a custom built amplifier to blast heavy metal way beyond volume levels previously thought to be possible. At Amiga parties they were masters of ritually executing PCs. And then... they had some odd members.
One of them was a security guard, and two things defined them: his firearms license and his tendency of overcompensating something. He was a great guy, but a bit unhinged when drunk. So once at a SCEneST party, he was allegedly so drunk that instead of flushing the toilet, he emptied the magazine into the toilet bowl.
Accidents happen, they say. Melan, the main organizer was really chill about it. The way I heard the story, he took the gun from the guy, put it into a locker, and let him sleep it out. He later apologized and paid for the damage.
As this is an anecdotal story, and it was pretty much hushed up in everybody's interest, someone may remember details differently, if ever heard any of it.
Well, they were a colorful lot. Not really a demogroup in a traditional sense, but a staple of Hungarian demoparties. They often came to PC parties with a CD32 and a custom built amplifier to blast heavy metal way beyond volume levels previously thought to be possible. At Amiga parties they were masters of ritually executing PCs. And then... they had some odd members.
One of them was a security guard, and two things defined them: his firearms license and his tendency of overcompensating something. He was a great guy, but a bit unhinged when drunk. So once at a SCEneST party, he was allegedly so drunk that instead of flushing the toilet, he emptied the magazine into the toilet bowl.
Accidents happen, they say. Melan, the main organizer was really chill about it. The way I heard the story, he took the gun from the guy, put it into a locker, and let him sleep it out. He later apologized and paid for the damage.
As this is an anecdotal story, and it was pretty much hushed up in everybody's interest, someone may remember details differently, if ever heard any of it.
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No kink shaming, but no.
At Assembly '94, I visited a very nice toilet to do my deeds.
After like 2 hours of party, I needed to go to toilet, but most of them were either
1. totally smashed and had water on the floor or
2. some horrible brown porridge was poured into the pissing silos etc...
Thankfully there were few functioning ones found but that brown sludge - I think it was made from beans etc. - was looking horrible and clogged the drains.
After like 2 hours of party, I needed to go to toilet, but most of them were either
1. totally smashed and had water on the floor or
2. some horrible brown porridge was poured into the pissing silos etc...
Thankfully there were few functioning ones found but that brown sludge - I think it was made from beans etc. - was looking horrible and clogged the drains.
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it was pretty much hushed up in everybody's interest
Well done, Kevin
After what you described about that bathroom 🚻 at Assembly '94 🧍♂️🧍♀️, it's no wonder some folks say that Gathering '93 with Desert Dream 🏜️ was the last truly golden year. After that, a brown wave 🌊 of progress just flooded the scene... Sure, the tech marched on 🛠️ — but the spirit? Well, the spirit 👻 probably got stuck in that urinal sludge 🚽.
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Kuss.stuck in that urinal sludge 🚽.
Another SCEneST story, but not that wild... The source this time is Ionic of AstroideA, he told this to me. He was an organizer, and he was tasked with looking at the toilets sometimes. He noticed that in one of the stalls there's a pair of legs, but they're facing the bowl, so they're the wrong way. Why he cared, ask him. He waited outside to see who's coming out. There were two of them. So it was literally... a coming out.
There was a first-time party in a small gardening club cabin called "Butze" which only had a single stall inside. What an amusement after someone fell asleep in it with door locked in the middle of the saturday party night...
