A rest19 Swiping on tinder is a tiresome process, here take a break. Join me by the campfire. There's mutton and beer. Share your tales and struggles, and I shall listen.
A rest19 Swiping on tinder is a tiresome process, here take a break. Join me by the campfire. There's mutton and beer. Share your tales and struggles, and I shall listen.
A rest19 Swiping on tinder is a tiresome process, here take a break. Join me by the campfire. There's mutton and beer. Share your tales and struggles, and I shall listen.
souryetiows when i was in like third grade i went to this science camp and one night at campfire they told us a story about a ufo crashing into a lake nearby and then later in the middle of the night they woke us all up and told us the aliens were back and this time they'd laid eggs in the woods it was our duty to arm ourselves and go destroy the eggs, so we armored up in tinfoil and shaving cream ( ?222? ) and marched into the woods ready to save the planet. the 'eggs' were whole watermelons hidden around the camp and we had to smash them open on trees and rocks and eat the alien as fast as possible. i cannot emphasis enough the raw joy of digging into a watermelon with your bare hands and stuffing it into your face in the midale of the night in the woods, barely taking time to chew so that you can save the planet from hostile aliens, and i think i became the person i am because of that night. poateech me as a camp councelor SS
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