Campgrounds, the very wee hours, Tuesday Night/Wednesday Morning.
Moving through the darkness were several figures. Figures with a plan. With a mission.
Figures who weren't going to take it anymore.
Figures on a mutiny.
A naked mutiny.
[For those who know who they are. Feel free to WTF as the mutineers pass through the campground, though.]
Figures who weren't going to take it anymore.
Figures on a mutiny.
A naked mutiny.
[For those who know who they are. Feel free to WTF as the mutineers pass through the campground, though.]