When animals attack...
I once, accidentally, punched a racoon.
It had wandered into my tent, I was half asleep and thought it was a mate pratting around. There was a yelp and then all hell broke loose.
What have you been attacked by?
( , Thu 2 Jun 2005, 9:39)
I once, accidentally, punched a racoon.
It had wandered into my tent, I was half asleep and thought it was a mate pratting around. There was a yelp and then all hell broke loose.
What have you been attacked by?
( , Thu 2 Jun 2005, 9:39)
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In a tent
When I was a teenager my parents took myself and my brother camping down Cornwall somewhere, putting this huge tent in their friend's garden next to their pond. The friends could house our parents, but not us, so we slept in the tent. Cue usual scenario of who gets the best part of the tent the furthest away from the door, arguements ensue, parents separate the fighting etc etc. All settles down. Nearly asleep when I see the little bro's sleeping bag moving up and down, I thought you disgusting horrible w*anker, why do it now ? I'm just about to yell at the top of my voice when lo and behold there's something going up and down at the foot of my sleeping bag. Looking around the tent, there's loads of things going up and down.
TOADS
They'd got in through the zip stupid bro had left open. So now we are both hollering and toad throwing, getting the foul things out of our bags and off our stuff, attracting parents to our demise. Moral : don't go camping.
We had to sleep in the back of the car :(
( , Fri 3 Jun 2005, 16:26, Reply)
When I was a teenager my parents took myself and my brother camping down Cornwall somewhere, putting this huge tent in their friend's garden next to their pond. The friends could house our parents, but not us, so we slept in the tent. Cue usual scenario of who gets the best part of the tent the furthest away from the door, arguements ensue, parents separate the fighting etc etc. All settles down. Nearly asleep when I see the little bro's sleeping bag moving up and down, I thought you disgusting horrible w*anker, why do it now ? I'm just about to yell at the top of my voice when lo and behold there's something going up and down at the foot of my sleeping bag. Looking around the tent, there's loads of things going up and down.
TOADS
They'd got in through the zip stupid bro had left open. So now we are both hollering and toad throwing, getting the foul things out of our bags and off our stuff, attracting parents to our demise. Moral : don't go camping.
We had to sleep in the back of the car :(
( , Fri 3 Jun 2005, 16:26, Reply)
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