Some smart invitee had thought to bring along body paints, and to make things that lil bit more colourful everyone had their faces adorned in all sorts of wonderful designs. amongst the classics was Skinny who borrowed a few of my lady clothes and painted himslef up as a minstrel. I feel it important to highlight that this pub was in the middle of noowhere and the poor 3 locals that thought they'd be having a quiet night were a little shell-shocked!! As Skinny started to dance, then grab one of them, reveal his butt-cheeks for an extra flower to be painted thereon, the poor locals mentioned that 'the thing is if it weren't for all that dark sh*t on his face you just might go there'!!!! Priceless.