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A few summers ago a crowd of us decided to load up the car and spend a week camping at Cavendish Beach Park. We heard it was a deadly spot so we got our gear together, bought a couple of dozen beer each and off we went. When we got there we found a nice site tucked away in a corner of the park with nobody nearby. Perfect - we could whoop it up all night and not worry about people bitching to the ranger the next day. As we were unloading the car and setting up the tent other cars drove by also looking for a site. So we came up with a plan to keep the sites around us empty. We put all the beer on the picnic table in plain view and whenever we'd hear a car coming our way we'd sit on the table with the beer, drinking, with the radio blasting and we'd curse for all we were worth. Sometimes one of us would lean against a tree like he was taking a piss. So anybody looking for a site near us would see us sitting on a picnic table drinking, another guy pissing on a tree and hear us yelling "This god damn fucking beer is no fucking good. We're going to run out of Jesus beer and have to fucking drive.......". By that time they were gone looking a site somewhere else.
Our plan worked great until we went to the beach. When we got back almost every site around us was taken. Of course later that night all those people had to put up with us drinking and pissing, the radio blasting and us cursing for all we were worth.
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