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Sunday, November 19, 2006

A weekend trip.

This is one of them rare moments when I actually put something I did into "ink". This weekend we went camping! Woohoo! Not the kind of rainforest trekking where you have to drink drops of dew collected on oversized leaves and eat bugs the size of your finger to survive. We were not chased by rhinos, and we didn't even get malaria. But I did burn my hand. :D



After we erected our means of shelter, (a three roomed tent), the alpha male proceeded to "Make of the Fire". With his primeaval gathering instincts, he brought much fire wood to the entrance of the cave. "Look after it woman. We cook in this." He then made a fire pit and put the fire wood in it. The alpha male stood, tall, his mighty chest glistening with sweat in the sun, and in a flash, he created fire right before our eyes! He then put his lighter to a charcoal bud which instantly caught, and lit the rest of the wood up. Bravo alpha male! Tonight, you hit me on head with wooden club and then me suck your d*ck to for make gratitude.



He proceeded to cook the meat that someone else caught, killed, skinned and marinaded by carefully placing it on a wire grill over the fire.

We ate, we put the kids to sleep and we drank .. (yes, in that order ;) ) and we did much talking ...

To put it simply, camping alone has it's own advantages. :D

4 Comments:

Blogger Solidus said...

Wow! I love camping, you explained it very well :P
Here is Oman, when we see white people camping, we all stare at them hoping to see someone's skin..! LOL! So lets hope no arabs came near your tent!

I am sure it was great..!

12:05 pm  
Blogger lioness said...

LOL @ white people! There wasn't much skin to see, apart from my husband's chest. LOL.

12:27 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

WOW,,, I should try camping with you one day,,,
Seems every thing is going good, so did you hunt wht did u do after you set up the camp???

My camping experiance will be documented in my blog later,,, so be sure to visit

11:53 am  
Blogger lioness said...

Hi red dragon. Welcome to my blog.

We don't hunt for food in Malta. We usually run after a young virgin, catch her with our bare hands, tie her up and sacrifice her to the god of good-weather. Then we eat a packet of Twistees (crisps)and drink a can of Cisk (fruit juice).

2:05 pm  

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