Quotes from Camping, 8/7/2009

So, I went camping which some of you may realize is out of character for this city kid.
But what else is one to do when an atrociously cute girl says, "Hey, you wanna go camping?"
One says, "Yeah."
When a cute girl says something like "Hey, wanna slam your junk in a heavy duty filing cabinet drawer?" the only answer is also, "Yeah."
It's hard to tell how hardcore a new crew is about such things. When the inevitable "Let's hike around the lake!" proposal popped up I was ready to hesitantly though with great vigor hike up a mountain and try not to die. Then someone opened a beer for "hydration purposes" during the hike and I knew all would be well.
It was a great time and thanks to all who made it as such. Here are some quotes, names reduced to initials for the sake of maintaining the integrity of others.

Quotes from camping, 8/7/2009 in a much-inebriated P.M.

“Well, it used to be nothing NOW!”
- L. forgetting how to use tenses

“Who is this Jesus everyone is talking about?”
- J. after enough J-Bombs were dropped in regards to the haze of mosquitoes

"What the FUCK?! SAVE IT!”
- ?, i have no idea what this is in reference to

“Mosquitoes everywhere… but not a drop to drink.”
- L. & J., self-explanatory

“No, I didn’t get stabbed with a dirty needle… in the face.”
- J., referring to 5 mosquito bites on one face

“The chicken’s gonna start.. fuckin’… JUMPIN’.”
- R., in reference to the chicken cooking particularly well on the fire

“Like a moth to an iPOD.”
- ?, and ?


The ‘Dear Whiskey’ sessions:

Dear Bushmills,
You’re Protestant crap!
XXOO
Love,
- J.

Dear Southern Comfort,
You’re not very comforting.
Yours,
- J.
XXOO

Dear Glen Livett,
You’re harsh and that sucks! It doesn’t matter if you’re 12 or 15.
Love,
- J.