I've heard of the drink Sex on the Beach, but never til this year about Sex in the Tent.
Could be a new Tanqueray drink;
Gin, local fresh berry juices, splash of maple syrup, and a condom all under a pine bough shaped umbrella- shaped like a tent.
A great awakening (NOT) by loud and louder, our two toe tangoed camping missionaries of sorts.
Nuthin' beats being awakened by incredibly LOUD ohh's and ahh's on a Sunday morning out in the quiet wild.
God forgive me; my first thought was to scream FIRE!
My second was to simply deflate their tent, in a manner of speaking.
But my rational reasonable side of my dual personality took over for whatever reason and we simply went for breakfast; for sex, like weed, always makes one hungry doesn't it?
I wondered if they'd go out for a Friendly's Super Sizzlin' Sausage Sunrising breakfast special, but didn't wait on them to answer.
I still had my fingers in my ears :) and drove out with my eyes closed