Never go camping
If you get an invitation to go camping, that’s a clear-as-day sign that you’re going to get murdered. It’s not even a question anymore. Going out into the middle of the woods with a group of friends, of which no one knows the tiniest bit of Karate? That’s a recipe for disaster, if you ask us.
If you do decide to go camping, don’t go without taking as many hunting rifles with you as possible. Try placing a few landmines around your tent, just for good measure. It’s better that you blow up some unsuspecting skunk than getting chopped to bits by Jason.
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