Larry lay awake in the tent, certain snakes were sliding in. Everyone else was asleep. He hated the Boy Scouts. Hated camping, hiking, merit badges, itchy uniforms, silly caps. His parents forced him to join. All he wanted to do was play pool and win bets.
Too warm, he climed out of his sleeping bag and went outside. He decided to pee in the bushes, wild life be damned.
That is where he found fellow scout Elmer, who also hated this situation. I want to go home , he sobbed. They kept each other company until dawn and fell asleep. Scoutmaster Willis searched all over for them next morning in vain. Police were called in.
All they found out of the ordinary was the largest garter snake they'd ever seen. Absolutely engorged. Weeks later, Larry's parents still believed he had run away to Portland or Seattle. Elmer's parents assumed he was eaten by wild ferrets. They moved on with their lives.
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