This one time, at band camp...
As a precursor to this story, a "prequel", if you will, I should explain that in most parts of Europe there isn't anywhere to empty the contents of a chemical toilet. It's highly illegal to do so at the roadside of course, so if you're on a long journey, once the coach toilet gets blocked you just can't use it any more. This is a pain in the arse, meaning that you have to find a service station every time someone needs to drop the kids off at the pool.

Background to the story being established, we were in Italy. One night we didn't have a concert, and what we generally did on these occasions was to arrange to troop off to a campsite somewhere, where we would play for a couple of hours and then consume vast quantities of free beer provided by the campsite owners. They got cheap entertainment and we got free beer - everyone was happy.

Now, what happened on this particular occasion was that we discovered that one of our coaches had been vandalised and was unsafe to drive. So we had to be taken down there in two separate groups and were thus late. The campsite people were complete gobshites about it, were generally rude to us and made things extremely difficult. And to cap it all off, there was no free beer!

So, as our one non-vandalised coach prepared to speed off with the second group of kids, the coach driver decided to leave them a little present.

That'll teach them to deprive teenage musicians of their beer.
(grandmasterfluffles Come to my Armageddon party on, Wed 13 Dec 2006, 12:19, Reply)