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Survival Trip Pictures

Not even this huge ol'tree was no match for my truck or for the brain and the brawns of this dedicated crew. After dragging this tree all that way, we never had the chance to put it in our fire.

Gobster and I were startled to walk upon this young man, meditating in his hut. He later invited us to go play tennis on his tennis court and eat some fresh jerky he made from a little cottontail rabbit. After making peace by smoking his pipe, we exchanged good grades, for his utmost expertise in the ways of survival. (We called his shelter the hilton, that explains the previous)

Further on in the journey I met with a fellow gangmember, we exchanged our gang signs and left each other.


Gobster is chilling making some gatorade. We titled our camp the hilton, cause we had canopies and an overwhelming supply of fire wood for our bon fire.
Hey, Nice Red Truck!

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