Where there's a will there's a way

A few weeks ago there was a big festival here in Bristol.  My boyfriend and I wanted to go but didn't want to pay the expensive cover charge especially because it was going to end in only a few hours.  So we did a huge walk around the site scoping out where we could hop the fence. Unfortunately it was heavily secured.  It seemed as though we would have to pay.  But then I thought where there's a will there's a way.  As we were walking towards the gates I saw two guys getting into their cars.  I remembered how my lover boy likes to buy the wrist band off people who are leaving the mountain from snowboarding for cheap.  With that in mind I called out to the two guys getting into their car.  I said 'hey where did you guys get those wrist bands?'  One a true Rasta with long dreads down his back walked up to me and said 'I'm an artist here so I got this wristband for the festival for free, you want in free don't you?'  I was a little shocked that he knew my intension's with out me voicing them but I said 'Ya, we were trying to find a way in but it looks impossible.' Then he said 'OK I'll tell you what, you're name is Cathy (last name I forget) and he's your friend' He said pointing to Dom.  'Go to the artist's section and tell them you missed John Lennon.'  As he was explaining this all in detail he started walking us towards the gates.  As soon as we had our little story memorized it was pointless because Rasta man gave a little nod to the security and said these are my friends and they let us inside without another word.  Woot Woot!  Thanks Rasta Man!! ;)

When you want it you got it, so be careful what you wish for.