At turkey run. With my best friends. Because I've missed them. And I haven't gone camping in forever. And when the four of us get together, magic happens. And when the four of us share a tent, madness ensues.
It's only been a year-if you will recall the lake trip in August 09. In which, magical things did ensue--although not in the way that you are speaking of.
It's only been a year-if you will recall the lake trip in August 09. In which, magical things did ensue--although not in the way that you are speaking of.
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