I got gunged once. It was in a nightclub. I was there with friends and was aware of a gunge booth on the stage but didn't think anything of it. It turned out that they wanted people nominated to be gunged. I saw a few people get covered in it and must admit I thought it was funny. Later on, my name was called out and before I knew it, my mates were marching me to the stage! I couldn't believe they'd done this to me! I was dressed in a fitted black T-shirt and dark skinny jeans, with high heeled boots. I loved my outfit and couldn't believe they wanted to gunge me! My boots were literally brand new, bought that day, so I quickly took them off as I didn't want them ruined. I continued being frogmarched to the booth in my black / white stripey socks and was put on the seat. They pulled a chain and gallons and gallons of green gunge fell on me. I was totally covered in it and it ended up about a foot deep in the bottom of the booth, with my socked feet in it. I felt really humiliated by it all and hated climbing out of the gunge, with everyone laughing at me. I had to continue my evening covered in muck, and I never found my boots! I actually got a cab home later in just my filthy socks!