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Click on the Frog!
Genre: Hysterical Friction
Word Count: 100
ALL THE AMENITIES
May 1984. We couldn’t wait to take advantage of our newly-purchased lot in a nearby recreational development. So we packed our children-plus-one and everything we needed for a successful camping trip.
Sometime in the night the soothing buzz of locusts gave way to thunder and driving rain that demolished our tents.
Thanks to the help of a sympathetic grounds attendant, our excursion ended in a half-finished bathroom with three bedraggled boys and one engorged mother whose inconsolable baby chose the worst time to wean himself.
Shivering, I muttered to my grumpy husband. “Someday we’ll look back at this and laugh.”