The post-Pirates of Penzance syndrome continues. You just cannot keep us pirates and policemen apart! In celebration of Justin's sixteenth birthday, Justin invited Nathan, Joel, Josiah, John, and I over to his house for a camp-out. We sat around a camp fire, roasted marshmallows and hot-dogs, and had fun!! And of course, we entered into all the common conversations that take place during camp-outs like why hot-dogs are called "hot-dogs", what the precise definition of a lie is, why Christians usually wear black clothing to the funerals of other Christians when one should rejoice that a Christian is going home, and how we want to die eventually!
Before going to bed around 1:30 AM, we decided that we wanted to have some fun that night, so we proceeded to wake up at 3:00 AM. Precisely at 3, Joel's and my alarm sounded and our groggy group woke up to sing a late, and I must say a somewhat unenthusiastic, happy birthday to Justin. We then each played our part to bring to life a big truck--one person being the motor, another being the air-horn, etc. Of course, all fun must come to an end, so we returned to sleep!
The next day, our little band of brothers ate breakfast, relaxed a little, and helped Mr. Mosher pull nails from some wood he wanted to reuse. We ended up with a pile of boards about three feet tall by four feet wide of "denailed" wood! :0 Upon finishing this project and eating lunch, our group piled into Joel's car and Nathan's vehicle and headed over to the Nisbett's house to unload a trailer-full of mulch and load up a trailer-full of siding for transportation.
We filled the evening with fun as well, but it would take too long to recount going to see a movie, playing a pickup game of volleyball, or fellow-shipping with friends! :D
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