It’s just under a month until my favourite time if the year
A time where madness is mundane, alcoholism is acceptable and fun is enforced – yes, I’m talking about Oppikoppi, that wonderful dusty shithole that transforms into the epicentre of a whirlwind of music, booze and more dust just once a year.
In the words of my Cape Town homies – I’m poes-excited
This will be my third Oppi and I think I’m actually properly prepared this time round (although this is what I said last year)
Some changes from last year include:
A girlfriend
Condom catheters to minimise time wasted by trekking to the loo
‘Rocket Fuel’ intravenous nutrient bags, and 2 doctors to apply them
Acid, as opposed to mushrooms
A blow-up mattress that actually blows up
And a newly relocated Capetonian who will be experiencing her first Oppi ever.
See you there prawns!
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