and in my ass crack and all over my sleeping bag, tent, tarp, stove, cook-kit, etc. etc.
I know it’s a week late but here’s what I did on the beautiful thing that they call Memorial Day weekend.
So we camped on a sand bar, drank booze and pushed each other in the river. By the end of it we were pretty drunk, sunburnt and tired.
I’d like to make note of how fashionable these kids are when the camp. I just think it’s funny.