
A few beers later it was time to stop the stinky tour van in Kortrijk. A sick Team Pain concrete Bowlpark with nice trannies to sleep on... The lousy locals were pretty fucked about our rotten "Berber-Style". Empty beer cans and trash was spread out all over the place after seconds. Who cares? After lurking around the whole day a good evening sesh was going on... It was fuckin' raining that night, so everybody hided himself under a Junkie bridge. Good night surrounded by injections and shit...