Once more dyed the rich red colour of sockeye salmon

real outfits for the lads: Smug Mountie is drunk with lemonade and power
real outfits for the lads: future redneck rancher is two seconds away from whuppin' you
real outfits for the lads: you can't see it, but this kid's wearing chaps.
Flashy Gene Autry sling style holster, with artificial firearm and Curse of Gene Autry
Real outfits for the panicked Home Front


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Fueled by rage and fresh roasted peanuts

gone camping

After a while you forget. After a time, a check of the watch, a turn of the wrist and a bend of the neck, your muscles forget, your mind forgets, and then the delight of the new returns. Or the annoyance of the new. The long retreat from boredom, pulling up of tent pegs and folding the tarp, leaving the grounds empty and unmarked but for damp ashes in the firepit. Retreat from the bird that woke you up at 4am, cawing and squawking by the tent door, retreat from the horseflies and wasps that greeted you when you unzipped the door and spilled out onto the ground, retreat from the stuffy air and dim light, a rose-tinted shadow, a stillness broken by a snort from the next tent over. Distant birds, distant cars and the wind in the poplars carry on their own conversation, a series of whispers and mutters that recede as you approach, just over the hill, just inside the copse, just up in the canopy, just ringing the horizon.

Retracted on 2006-09-06::11:29 a.m.

parode - exode

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