Now, you’re probably wondering: “Why so serious?”
Well, I happen to be sharpening a stick into a spear like point for catching prey. The prey being these white things called ‘marshmellows’. The blonde one in the flannel jammies (my sister) is luring them in by roasting her feet by the campfire - they fucking love the smell of toasty campfire feet.
Massasauga Provincial Park is a quite popular place for these little critters. Sure you can go car camping and find some but you gotta portage out into the middle of nowhere to find the good ones… or maybe they taste better because you’re so tired from canoeing/carrying a canoe all day. Anyways, the whole family was very successful in capturing them, and not a soul went to sleep hungry that night.