As the afternoon went on it it was time to get some rest for the upcoming night so Donnie and I went to relax in the camper. We left the door open and layed in bed watching everyone, dozing off, listening to the music (while trying to block out the guy who had been playing the same bongo rythmn to EVERY SONG since 9 that morning_ HOLY CRAP, knock that shit off...)
The ultimate in comfort... we lounged in our own bed folks came to visit, sipping their beers and they sat in the door while we layed around and farted.
(we farted in the bongo players general direction)
We called it farm TV and it was pretty fun.
