I'm back! (still insane though)

Well I'm back home. We packed up camp yesterday morning after breakfast and broke the speed limit for half the day to get home. Sadly we left a few days early because of rain, a lack of things to do, and, oh yeah, my campmate was too scared of a few coyotes to stick it out. Yes, they may be large and vicious and want to eat our juicy flesh, but my campmate just didn't have it in them to stick around. The last two days were spend with them in the car with a flashlight while I got the whole tent to myself.
Speaking of coyotes, I apparently slept through a pack of something trying to get into the tent. According to my pally, a huge group of--what they described as--giant cats tried to rip the tent open and get to me, and I had no idea about it until I woke up the next morning and heard my pal freak out about it.
But yes, hot dogs were eaten, smores were made (I actually hate smores so I just ate the marshmallows and crackers) and lots and lots of things were set on fire by me and my pyromania-induced insanity. No joke, whenever I light a match I can feel my body tingle in pleasure.
Anyway, I took lots of pictures, I ate what was called a "Peanut Butter Crunch" box--which was fucking delicious--and my idiot dog tried to run off into the darkness of night to play with the coyotes. I'm sure I missed out a bunch of stuff, like when I almost stole a girl's car and I almost started a huge fight with a bunch of stupid white yuppie bitches (that's the most fun thing to say, The next time you feel like screaming just scream as loud as you can, "WHITE YUPPIE BITCHES!!!!!!!"). But other than my newly discovered fetish for pouring hot candle wax all over my body developed want to jump from the top of a waterfall, I think that's it.
So, back to writing my weird fucking stories then. I may upload the pictures we took in another blog in a second here.