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The Canoe/Camping Trip
So recently I just completed a canoe/camping trip with my environmental class. By completed, I mean survived. You see, there was this issue of dropping my food group's spaghetti dinner one night and eating too much sugar the other...
Also, my partner was a princess when it came to, well, everything. Always talking about how he was so dirty and it was terrible.
When we made it to our camp spots, one of the first things we do is hang up our food with rope via a tree branch. Problem was this other group placed their bags on our rope and it sagged. Middle of the night, my friend and I wake up to this squealing and thrashing, and its racoons fighting over our stuff because it sunk too low. In the morning we peek out to investigate the damage, and there it is, a cute, pudgy skunk nibbling on a cracker stolen from one the other groups' bags. It, and the raccoons apparently also consumed some hot dogs and chips, I wonder how they will feel afterwards...
When we got home, I was told how much people love the smell of campfire coming off me. I got more attention from that then I ever did with Axe. So next time I go camping, I am going to capture some smoke and ashes from the fire in a jar, and sell it as "La Campfire" cologne. "For people who wish they were true outdoor Canadians."
A Canadian not only has a sense of humour but can spell it.
