It made for a makeshift gazeebo type structure. Once assembled, it was about 20 X 20 feet. “Where ya goin Matthew”? So—we’re just chillin in the tent, rite ? Dustin offers that the rec center had pool tables, and fooseball, so about half the b o y s hopped on quads and rode up for some evening activities. I ask Dustin to ride up to the rec center to see if he could get a weather report. “Fuck—we just all rolled over and crashed out”. I just grin, and we both chuckle. He got jizz on us, all over the sleeping bags, shit—he even hit Andre in the face”. We got the boi now from both ends, and he’s like a fuckin slut
Matthew ! He’s just mumbling, like ‘oh fuck—oh fuck—oh fuck’. Peaking my head out of the doorway of the tent, I could smell coffee. We zipped the two bags together so the three of us could get in. They brought back a dude with them, camping by himself, inviting him to hang out a while. Camping Out PT 6
Dusk had arrived, although it was hard to tell due to the clouds. If ya got rained out, at least you could still come outside and sit around to play cards, or throw darts, or just whine and moan all day,
