camping
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Mrs Bugg’s pack looks suspiciously like the one I carried when we hiked up the mountain above Idyllwild to camp for a long weekend: I had a huge wooden spoon sticking out of my pack, the handle of a camp saucepan looped through it, because the saucepan itself wouldn’t fit in the pack. It was ridiculous and hilarious.
My boots were not nearly as cute as Mrs Bugg’s, though.
I’m taking your axles, you’re back into the bog
I was going to throw in a Bigod 20 pun no matter what; let’s just be thankful I didn’t enbuggify all the lyrics, like I was seriously considering.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg stands on dry land, directing with raised arms as Mrs Bugg attempts to unstick their truck from the axle-deep muck into which they have accidentally driven. The gear on the roof rack is undoubtedly swaying ominously, as the rear wheels spin uselessly in a futile effort to shift the truck.
The text reads: “The Buggs got bogged down on their camping trip, but still had lots of fun.”
gone with the wind
That nearly happened to us, too! Hell of a camping trip, let me just tell you what.
Transcript:
Mrs and Mrs Bugg stand with their arms raised, expressions of horror, or possibly just consternation, on their faces, while, in the distance, their tent blows away in a huge gust of wind.
The text reads: “The Buggs lost their tent to the wind.”
jungle buggs
I bet if there were ninjas in the jungle, the wiener dog would be much more helpful.
Also, where the hell did they find a jungle in the desert?
Transcript:
Mr and Mrs Bugg stand in a dense jungle, proper jungle-explorer boots on their feet and waving machetes at the thick undergrowth. Nearby, a wiener dog sniffs a flower.
The text reads: “The buggs thought they should try exploring a jungle in prep for their camping >Their wiener dog was not much help.”
spit roasted
That is one hell of a carrot, guys. Did you hunt that down yourselves? Or is that a baby carrot from the crisper drawer?
Transcript:
Mr and Mrs Bugg stand on either side of a giant skewered carrot, which rests on a spit over a blazing fire. Mr Bugg is turning the handle to ensure even roasting.
The text reads: “The buggs thought they should test some of their camping gear by roasting a carrot … they are very excited to camp with us.”
nothing like a good list
If they’d asked nicely, I’d’ve made them a camping-gear spreadsheet just like ours.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg compares two … blobby things … while Mrs Bugg, tongue out in concentration, checks them off a list on a clipboard. In the background, a table is piled high with other blobby things, no doubt related to camping in some way.
The text reads: “The Buggs are going thru their checklist for camping.”
I bet they test the marshmallows, too
It’s important to test all your gear before you head off into the mountains. If you can set your tent up in the living room for extra laughs, that is an important bonus.
Transcript:
Mr and Mrs Bugg stand triumphantly in front of a perfectly-erected tent — which has antennae, naturally — exuding confidence that their stuff will be well-suited to campinating.
The text reads: “The Buggs are trying out their tend in prep for the camping trip.”
coming attractions
I wonder if they ended up with stories to tell that are as exciting, tragic and hilarious as ours were.
Transcript:
Mr Bugg stands with his arms raised, mouth open in a huge grin, while Mrs Bugg warms her hands in front of a roaring campfire.
The text reads: “Stuff coming up.”