It got a bit intense when the guys in tents disagreed about how tense the guys were. The tense guys in tents thought the guys on the tents were inconsistently tense. But it was a wind up to wind up the wind ropes because the wind never rose.
Later, Hunter shot at the crematorium. The dead were mist.
At night it rained, but by morning Rayne was mourning 'cos he wet the bed. His lower-bunk mate had it worse and said: Urine! You're in urine, Rayne. Reign in your urine rain Rayne.
On our way home we picked some herbs. It was a good Thyme, a great time in good time. Until next time.
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