tim looked up urban camping and all he found was a picture of a tent on the roof on a building in chicago. totally doesn't count. its ours. we made it up. we own urban camping, but clearly its better without vowels. i flawlessly documented the entire experience because, in all honesty, one wouldn't be able to figure out urban camping without pictures and directions, its not something that is self-explanatory.
at least 3 people at this, gross.
you cant pee in the bushes, so...pee on the roof?
somehow, in my head, this is proof that i actually slept in the tent. it counts right? my legs were inside the tent at night, therefore the rest of me was in the tent, at night. so i probably slept there...right?
this guy showed up at like 4 in the morning.
i was scared of this. im not going to tell you what it is, but it scared me.
who wants to go cmpng?
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