On my honeymoon my new bride was kickin' my butt hiking all over the mountains of Alberta. I had enough, so every time I took a drink out of her water bottle, I would sneak a small rock back in her fanny pack. I filled that thing up... so much that I was still faking to drink water, though the water bottle was empty. I started setting rocks on top of the fanny pack. THEN she turned around and a few rocks fell on the ground.... Yeah, that was when my grade school dodge ball skills were required of me. That was 20 years ago this June. She still puts up with me!Used to dump rocks in each others packs on breaks as a wildland fire fighter in college. Nothing sucked more than to find out you were packing a 5 pound rock around all day on the fire line.
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