Last glades me and my mates camped in an area that happened to be on quite high ground. There was a tap right near us which was great, but because we were on high ground when the water was low the tap didn’t work.

On Saturday I was sitting in my mate’s tent and he happens to be this crazy Australian. Sine the tap had not been working we were telling everybody don’t use this tap it’s not working. No one would listen. Every would still walk past the tent and try the tap. I got frustrated that no one took any notice of what I was telling them because of this I just kept quiet, Trav didn’t.

Basically he saw it as a game and started to wind people up. Every time a thirsty person would walk to the tap he would say something like: “Roll up! Roll up! Come and try the tap of luck, will it work? Won’t it work, who knows? Try your luck.” So when people tried to make the tap work, which it didn’t Trav would make sounds like: WAAAA WAA WAAAAAAAAAAA, or that sound in family fortunes when a mistake was made.

I came back 2 hours later and he was still winding the poor bastards up. I said to him: “wouldn’t it be funny if you went up and it worked for you?” I was hoping to give him a taste of his own medicine. Guess what it fucking did! after 2 or 3 hoursI couldn’t believe it, there he was swinging from the metal fence with water pouring over his head, bastard

At this point I was feeling quite thirsty so I went to get a drink and it didn’t work. I was at this point I knew that Karma didn’t exist.