Fathers and sons torture (also called camping)

June 3, 2008

About 12 years ago my wife needled me about our new born son, saying well now I would have to go to all those father and son’s camp outs.  I pointed out that if they want me to go then their better be a camp-out to a motel because that was about as roughing it as I get.

Sadly this weekend her prediction came true.  I had to go *shudder* camping.
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