LJ Idol Week 17 - The Funniest Thing

[walkertxkitty]

o/` "Me an' RJ an' the kids was on a camp-out in the mountains, and we had us one'a them U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep cars which we rented from a fella by the name of Kubozke for thirty bucks a day, buy your gas along the way, take a rabbit's foot and leave a pint of blood for a dee-posit

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[kittenboo]

oh my, what a wonderful entry!

whatever can go wrong will go wrong!

[walkertxkitty]

That definitely describes that trip. And the alternator didn't work right on the way back so every time we stopped we had to restart the vehicle by hot wiring it with a fork!

[spydielives]

I was a Camp Fire girl (rather than a Girl Scout) and we had lots of woods to get lost in, rather than desert.

However, I have gone inadvertently dunking in the icy (as in ice-floating-down) river. And, I have had my clothes hung up to dry in the tree...

So I can relate, a bit.

[walkertxkitty]

Well, at least you got them back :D I swear, camping trips are accidents looking to happen.

[walkertxkitty]

*snicker* More likely they're wondering who on earth wears such huge things. They were what I called Matilda drawers because at the time, the only thing you could buy for the big gals was white cotton.

[n_decisive]

We girls resumed the ghost stories and talked about the possibility of bodies floating in the river.

Ah, yes, as anyone familiar with the Green River at the time would have done!

I must now apologize for laughing rather hard about the waving underwear. I felt appropriately humiliated on your behalf, but laughed anyway. Sorry! :o)

[walkertxkitty]

It's certainly funny now...but it wasn't then. And sad to say, that was not the last time I lost my underwear in a tree or something similar. Now, in my old age, I have a new goal in life: to lose a pair of undies in every state.

Florida already has a pair; we were hiking and a thorny branch snagged the waistband. I went forward...but the underwear didn't. We were laughing too hard to retrieve them.

[minikin]

Oh, that's a hoot!

[walkertxkitty]

Yeah, I was (and still am, actually) Captain Klutz back then.

Later, on the aforementioned wilderness retreat in Wyoming, my knife closed on my middle finger and sliced it open real well. I still have the scar. My friend Robin suffered a similar fate. I thought she was kidding when she asked the camp doctor if she would still be able to play violin...but no, she really was a violinist in the school orchestra.