so i was sleeping in a tent in my parents back yard cuz all my family is here and me being the youngest, i am obviously the least important and least loved, so i get kicked outside.... any ways......
I was sleeping in the tent, and i woke up in the middle of the night to the weird russeling in the tent next to my head.... so naturally i thought it was a chipmunk and wanted to pet it. So i freaked out and grabed the flashlight and pointed it at where the noise was coming from... but there was nothign there... so i waited a bit and then this lump formed in the floor of the tent and started moving around... so i nautrally tried to squish it. but the bastard kept dissapearing and poping up on the other side of me... so after like 10 minutes of insainely slaping the ground with my fists, i went back to sleep with the noises still going on around my head....
so i checked it out in the morning and it turns out a fucking mole made a bunch of tunnels under my tent. the bastard. so yea i figured out where that wack-a-mole game came from. yep.
Dave Pauls
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I like dead kittens.