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| Sherlock Holmes
and Watson were on a camping trip. After a pleasant day of hiking, supper, and
after-dinner brandy and conversation, they had retired to their sleeping bags and were
looking up at the sky. Holmes queried, "Watson, look up. Tell me what you see?" "Well, I see thousands of stars." "And what does that mean to you?" Well, I suppose it means that of all the planets and suns and moons in the universe, that we are truly small the eyes of God, but struggle each day to be worthy of the senses and spirit we have been blessed with. And I suppose, at the very least, in the meteorological sense, it means that most likely we will have another nice day tomorrow. What does it mean to you, Holmes?" "To me, it means someone has stolen our tent." |
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| Camp stove poem: The bacon's in a tree. There's a fire on my knee. There's an egg in my sock. The hash browns are rolling down the dock. Breakfast is far more exciting. When the stove explodes when igniting. |
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dave rozelle - asst. scoutmaster, venture
drozelle@socal.rr.com
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