Too many stories from Sunday night. Here is one of them
At about 4am me and my buddy were wandering the campgrounds when we saw two kids lying on the floor, looking/pointing at the sky, and cracking the fuck up. We knew that their minds were as jumbled as ours so we decided to chill with them for a minute. They were telling us about how they bought a grotesque amount of hot-dogs for camping but no one in their camp sight ate any. They decided the next best thing to do with the hot-dogs was too just throw them. So thats what they did. They got groups of +20 people to grab hot dogs and launch co-ordinated attacks on random camping spots. Imagine chilling in your campsite one minute, than having a barrage of hot-dogs fall from the air and land on you. I thought this was funny.
I took their story with a grain of salt, until the next day. I was packing my stuff up and walking to the charging station when I saw them. I shouted "HOT-DOG ME!". Within 5 seconds I had a good 4 hot dogs chucked at me from across the campgrounds. Good stuff.