A new one I learned this year was "shirtcocker" (I'd been away for 3 years). I laughed my ass off every time I heard it, and we all blurted it out randomly on the drive home for a good laugh.

At Hushville, their sign said, "Home of the future shirtcockers." Heh heh.

I was riding around with my new ranger friend (off duty) and he's the one who mentioned that it wasn't a good idea to get sprayed, just in case. Wow! My first year was 2001 and it was 107 degrees during the day, and I LOVED a good misting, often, and it didn't occur to me then. During Critical Tits ...

Hey, Benway. My friend Dragon made those stickers and gave me a stack, which I passed out to as many campmates I could find at the time. I know I have a few left, if I can only find them somewhere in my now-looking-like-a-bomb-went-off bedroom! Email me offline to give me your mailing address and I'...