A couple weekends ago I was in a WWII reenactment at Rockford, IL. Around bedtime, I walked out of my tent to go pee in some brush behind camp. I had taken my boots off just a minute before and they are a pain to get back on, so I just stumbled out in my socks. It was dark, but I knew where I was going. As I stood there relieving myself on a log, I
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Yikes!
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