Camping is shíte, there is no other honest summation and description of the experience / ordeal.Originally Posted by Sir C
It smells of plastic. The tumescent tent. Hot plastic
Cold, damp and guaranteed to wake up at an ungodly early hour.
Your options are limited - to drink the bit out and just pass out overcoming the cold, but then you are dying in the morning and dying while lying down in a fúcking sleeping bag, which no man can style out – or to just not bother going to sleep in which case you have not camped, you have stayed out.
Scouts camp. Adult scouts are nonces, this is actually a fact. There is a reason for this correlation.
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