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>Ozark Trail
Reminds me of my childhood. One time in high school we went camping using a friends uncles tent. It was an Ozark Trail tent. What was creepy was in the tent bag we found:
>rope
>zipties
>screwdriver
>gloves
>small knife
>a beanie with holes in it for the mouth and eyes like a homemade ski mask
>a sock (gag?)
>“Ayy lmao bro I think your uncle is a serial killer”.
So we threw away the serial killer shit and set up camp. Day 1, totally normal. Day 2, we get drunk that evening then do mushrooms. Friend starts flipping the fuck out, clutching his chest and screaming that hes dying, and we HAVE TO GO NOW.
We took all of the garbage from the campsite, food wrappers, bottles, chips, eggshells, beer bottles etc, threw it in the tent, then rolled up the tent like a big trash burrito. What was incredible was the tent trash burrito perfectly filled up the tent storage bag, like a great big inflated brick.
Maybe 8 months later we heard that his uncle was pissed off about his tent being a fermented mold ball. Sorry unc, looks like you wont be doing any killing this season without a trip back to Wal Mart lmao.
