I tend to spend a lot of nights in jail. Works for me, though. It's better than paying rent or learning how to run. Never the less, the shower sucks. Anyway, when Lucas and I get bored we hit the streets with a video camera.
People go nuts when they think they're on camera, even if they're sober.
One night a guy threw up, but we didn't catch it on tape. So a random person who'd seen us filming volunteered to make himself throw up so we could have vomit on film. His name was Rich. He's dead now, but that's another story. Now, it would have been evil for us to hunt down poor, unsuspecting Rich and convince him to barf on camera, but it was his idea.