AS THE CHOWDER HEAD TURNS

CAMPING Day 3: Everyone wakes up to a bright sunny day. We are all properly hung over and ready for another day of fun and frivolity. No sign of CHOWDER HEAD yet....
Breakfast is cooked and the beer drinking comences. The keg was finished off the day before, so we must rely on what's left of the cheap canned beer and the other booze to keep our weekend buzz going...
CHOWDER HEAD stumbles out of bed eventually, nursing her sore lip and head with some coffee and Kaluah. (I would have added a little Brandy.....but that's just me.)
The day progresses and as night aproaches the kids head for thier tents.
CHOWDER HEAD seems to have recovered nicely and discovered a second wind. Tonight she is more determined than ever to see a little flesh. Over all this has been a disappointing weekend for her. So far she has only seen a few penis's and a flash or two from me.
Her eyes are starting to cross and she's out for blood. Thinking she might inspire, she rips her shirt off and does her streaking.
The next most fucked up person..(beyond CHOWDER HEAD) is FEMALE JIM's CUTE NEW B.F... He has never been camping with this crew, so little does he know what to expect. CHOWDER HEAD zones in on him and starts...
"F.JIM's C.N.B.F.! Get your clothes off! You have to run around the fire naked! DO IT!!"
Now, F.JIM's C.N.B.F. is FUCKED UP. He can barley evenspeak let alone stand up. But, CHOWDER HEAD shows no mercy. She can smell her victim and is going in for the kill.
She starts chanting, "C.N.B.F.! C.N.B.F.! C.N.B.F.!"
Well... He really has no choice now does he?
SISTA's B.F. has joined in on the chanting and I've gotten my camera out.
F.JIM's C.N.B.F. has taken the bait. He rips off his shirt and proceeds to run/stumble his way around the fire.
This gets everyone going, especially CHOWDER HEAD.
The next thing we know IPIE has taken off all his clothes and is streaking too.
Things are starting to get a little roudy at this point.
F.JIM's C.N.B.F.'s jaunt around thefire seems to have put him over the edge. He tries to stand up and falls on his face. ...........*** I really can't tell you how little T.V. is needed with this group.
F.JIM helps him to bed....He's totally fucked up! On the way there he yells out, "HEY! I'm with her!!!" **refering to F.JIM***
I can't resist harrassing a drunkard and follow them to thier tent. I over hear him lamenting to F.JIM..... (in slurred drunk speak)"OH my god! I'm So fricken waisted! I can never come back here. I made a total fool of my self"
All I can do is laugh and remind him to take a look at CHOWDER HEAD and her rambunctious behavior.
Needless to say...I get back to the fire and CHOWDER HEAD has new recruits..Every girl left standing has removed thier tops and is running around the fire.
I didn't stand a chance.