Tomorrow I'm heading out on a camping adventure. We invited about 25 people, and only Steve, Maya and I are going. How funny. Everyone has an excuse. A.K.A. Everyone is lame.
That's so true. I've tried to have camping trips and float trips all planned out, but no one can ever go. They all talk a big game, but never end up attending. L-A-M-E
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That's so true. I've tried to have camping trips and float trips all planned out, but no one can ever go. They all talk a big game, but never end up attending. L-A-M-E
yeah, i've heard the same thing all the damn time.
"I love camping. Next time you go, I'm so there."
One of the excuses I received was, "Oh, my god. I love camping! I want to go soooo bad, but I promised this dude I'd go to his party.", said lame guy.
I say go to your lame-o party, while I make smores and be one with the woods. Their loss, seth, their loss.
excuse number one:
I can't go.
excuse number two:
the sound of mosquitoes makes me cry.
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