This year’s Sausagefest was close to perfect. I must be getting the hang on this camping stuff. There was just one hiccup: my chairs.
I wanted some new chairs this year. My dad said to me, “Don’t buy chairs, I have two brand new ones you can have. Just come over and get them.” So that’s what I did, and we were off to the races.
After we arrived, unpacked and set up, I realized the problem. My dad doesn’t read stuff when he buys it I guess, he just goes for the lowest prices. That’s how I ended up with two kiddie chairs. Large enough for a small child, and extremely painful for a fully grown adult.
See the picture below. That’s my teensy weensy fucking chair that I had to sit in for two nights. My ass is still recovering.
Thanks dad!
I suppose at least there was no Frozen/other kids movie logo on it!
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A minor, very minor, point! LOL
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Those chairs are a bit small.
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I had to post this picture to prove it to my dad. He didn’t believe me!
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LOL!
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