Now that's my kinda outdoor story.
the only thing outdoor related is that we we're, "camping out".. which made the girls parents fill better.. it was a great summer all around, had a blast..
10+ years later, my best bud is no longer my best bud because of long term separation and generally not having the same interests after he got married 5+ years ago after we graduated from college, i went to LSU from Va.. he went to VT and got shot at by some Vietnamese a-hole, he always resented the fact i went to a awesome SEC school and he stayed home and settled down..
i swear to god the last thing he said to me when i saw him at our high school reuion was, "don't ever get married, don't ever have kids.. if you do.. sign a fricking prenup", as i was leaving with two of the last two remaining hot single girls from our HS class to continue partying to sunup and looked over at him getting his arse chewed by his wife for drinking to much, i thought.. "man, i'm glad I'm glad I moved the frick outta here"
Today.. things are still the same for him, i moved out of BR just the Feb and gonna move back in june-july for work.. realized that coming home was a mistake, if my life wasn't what i wanted it to be right now.. i'd probably be depressed. but i'm gonna sit back, drink a couple more beers, watch the rest of gangster squad, (which is meh), and get up and do a little bit of turkey huting and fising in the morning.. life can be good if you don't get trapped by the wrong bitch
as for those girls.. they are both still single, one because she picked up a nasty oxy problem that she just can't seem to kick and the other because she will always be a lazy as frick hairdresser that is deadfrick in the sack