Oh dear. This had to be the most ODD gig I have attended. Mr. Vegas, pished as a fart, had the staff at the Stand bring him a huge, green wheelie bin. He promptly inseted himself into the bin, had a pee (on his jacket) and had a sing-a-long to YMCA.
Johnny Vegas then decided to close the bin lid: smashing all of the glasses of booze, belonging to the peeps right next to the stage.
Now, that not being enough, a member of the audience was summoned to cut his hair. Doing so, the member of the audience made a dog's dinner of a hairstyle reminiscent of your local tramp-do. After this accomplishment, he took off his t-shirt, to expose a rather large pair of man-boobs (My eyes, they burn...).
After a few songs, some lovely stand-up and general piss-taking of crap hecklers, the night ended...with a thunk. Johnny had fallen over, bin included. I think that he really smacked his noggin quite hard...
Anyhoo, t'was fun. Scary, but fun.