En Vind Av Sorg said:
I used to play a similar game in boy scouts, only replace rocks with "Flaming Logs" and other rocks with "eachother."
hahahaha
We used to bring Coleman fuel to every camping trip, but it got sorta dangerous.
haha, this one time two of my friends were off log collecting, dragging this giant log back to camp without realizing the ranger was there, talking to the rest of us. He said "you aren't gonna burn that, are ye?" so my friend immediately dropped it and laughed. Anyhow, we ended up using a charcoal stove that night, which he warned us not to. We said "we'll just bury the stove in the dirt before he comes back again in the morning" and proceeded to pass out drunk without doing just that of course. Morning comes, everyone decides to wake and bake. Half of the group wanders off, the other half stays put and watches their fingers fing. Ranger comes up, sees the stove which of course was in plain sit, said "I warned ye!" and writes us up a ticket. My friend, stoned out of his fucking MIND and drinking a beer at 9am, proceeds right up to the ranger, who asked for his license. As soon as he got right up to the ranger, my friend got confused and just stared at me, 50 feet away, as if waiting for me to get up, open my wallet, and take one for the team. So I did. What a bastard.
Same trip it got below freezing at night, and the entire campground was full of little frozen piss puddles from all the beer and whiskey the night before. Good times!