Quote Originally Posted by Rota View Post
I must be out in the middle of nowhere for a reason. The only reason I have ever been in a locale like that, was to go camping. And I didn't get to the middle of nowhere by hiking.

My plan is to open the Land Rover and get out the tent. I'll set camp, then get out the cooler and have a nice dinner. I'm glad I brought the chocolate to make smores. They're a must have, when camping.

Tomorrow, I'll take a hike and enjoy the scenery. I'll take some photos. Maybe I'll find a stream, or pond to go swimming in.

In a few days, I'll drive home.




Did I pass?
my moms answer would be smiler to this. she waits in the truck knitting while dad sets up the tent (complete with fax grass door mat) and when the coco is ready she gets out to sit in her camp chair that is never where the smoke is blowing and knit some more while dad goes fishing. if he is successful he cooks the fish and then cleans up after and they make smores together. if he is unsuccesfull he puts a hotdog on her rosting stick and then smores. after dinner they talk and laught and whatever and then go to bed and he gets up and makes break fast (usualy sausage pancakes and eggs on the perfictly banked fire) before she gets up




my mom hates camping.


i dont like camping my moms way. i'd much rather help, except i'm helpless. so what i would do is to toss my cape over one shoulder (because my light jacket is really a cape but JP didnt know that) and then run through the woods my jean skirt catching on brambles while the bunnies and fawns watched thinking i was silly. eventually i would scream at the trees and fall down crying until the animals felt sorry for me.
then i would sing to them and they would lead me to a safe house where i could cook and clean for dirty little miners until my mom who was really a witch came with poisoned hair clipies and corset laces that suffocated me and eventually a poisoned apple..........

wait thats not me.....

sorry i must be in the wrong story, i dont get lost in the woods. i pass out for 1000 years till my true love kisses me. now it you'll excuse me i have some spindles to play with