I woke up in the middle of the night to a loud "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaGGGGGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" I jumped out of my sleeping bag and grabbed Mel, who was sitting up right waving her hands wildly around in front of her. Looking for a bear or drunk canadian out side of our tent, I asked her, "What happened?" Mel has been suffering from a little head cold the last couple of days and had been up blowing her nose every couple hours. She was on her way out of the tent when a GINORMOUS HUGEMOUNGOUS tiny little bug with wings flew into the tent. I went out to find this midnight intruder who was trapped inbetween the tent and the rain canopy. I came face to face with a long legged large moth type creature. Letting him go into the dark canada night, Mel appeared out of the tent and pointed down the the picnic table and "GASP!!!", there was a racoon prowling the perimiter of our campsite. This has been tales from the Mel.
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And I thought all the buzz was about Robin's bass playing!
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