The annual highlight on the Melbourne High calendar. Not exams. Not any of the sporting carnivals. No. That would be too sane. Ladies, gentlemen and others, welcome to Milk Run 07. The rules of the game: Drink a litre of milk, supplement with lemon juice every lap the contestant runs, and hurl. No one really knows how you win.Whether it's the person who doesn't puke, or the person who pukes the most, or the person who pukes the most flamboyantly, or whether it's the person who runs the most laps. All I know is (within my knowledge) we are the only school to do it. At least annually. Who would do it, you ask? Well surprisingly, they only wanted 40 competitors and they got 50-odd. Amazing the lengths that people will go to to humiliate themselves.
It was disgusting, filthy, rank and stunk like hell (man, if I could have recorded smell, you'd probably be dead after watching the vids). So what did I do? Record it of course. It's oddly entertaining in a sickening way. Now, on to the complication. I had to load the vids in parts cause Blogger won't let me do otherwise. Also, if you want to skip the entertaining, but slightly tedious commentary, skip the first ten minutes. Without further ado, enjoy.
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