Your story so far...
"Bushcraft bill decided that today he would eat fungi and gaze longingly at the bushmen
making reed baskets with their feet. Later that day while stalking deer Happily ever after
drinking another brew 'Oh My God!' Bill said, as he stood up as a huge thunderstorm
brewed overhead blotted out the cold, indifferent sun. What's the secret of his success?
Those Dodgy Mushrooms made him smile. Meanwhile, the grazing Bushmen began to
maneuver his trustful Ray Mears Shirt around his broad-head axe head. Then he decided
to blow on his twig whistle to call the local Boy Scouts who were whittling their Scout
Leader. The scouts responded like small kittens and began suckling. Being frantically
battoned in this occupation is Bill's nightmare and his fantasy and yet he ate dodgy
mushrooms, until he saw a scrumptious looking pudding to eat. That was great! If ya like
spicy meat balls cooked in lizard's. He withdrew his gaze from the And with the knife cut
off some bramble leaves to to stick on the full pouting lips of the late queen mother and
one of her dashing Corgis which had just rolled over cheese and had penetrated a yoghurt
pot full of smelly crazy chicken wings that were still on the chicken who looked like they
were ready for stuffing with nothing but a Healthy Garlic Found by the scout vampire. Who
lived in a large purple bender "Hark, I hear up in Alaska...."
"Wiki-ups aren't purple but rainbow coloured with ribbons for guylines and knicker-elastic
instead of bungees which meant that during blustery conditions no harm came to innocent
bystanders or oscillating spiders unless they were winching in great salty chocolate balls.
Sadly, Bill died (ooops) dyed his long blonde hair with the juice of a thousand lemons. He
began squeezing the remaining juice from his old wet socks afterwards he brewed an evil
concoction to wash down those dodgy mushrooms which now grew like wild fire on his
woody woodpecker, which he purged with fire while smiling and releasing the badgers.
Meanwhile, back at the BushcraftUK forums there were a demented members wrote
about word games whilst lightly stropping his big shiny Red Hunters axe to boldly go
where no Bushcrafter except Ray Mears and his amazing Bushcrafting honey Monster
And sidekick Grylls with hidden harness and pop-up inflatable bush mate..."
"Bushcraft bill decided that today he would eat fungi and gaze longingly at the bushmen
making reed baskets with their feet. Later that day while stalking deer Happily ever after
drinking another brew 'Oh My God!' Bill said, as he stood up as a huge thunderstorm
brewed overhead blotted out the cold, indifferent sun. What's the secret of his success?
Those Dodgy Mushrooms made him smile. Meanwhile, the grazing Bushmen began to
maneuver his trustful Ray Mears Shirt around his broad-head axe head. Then he decided
to blow on his twig whistle to call the local Boy Scouts who were whittling their Scout
Leader. The scouts responded like small kittens and began suckling. Being frantically
battoned in this occupation is Bill's nightmare and his fantasy and yet he ate dodgy
mushrooms, until he saw a scrumptious looking pudding to eat. That was great! If ya like
spicy meat balls cooked in lizard's. He withdrew his gaze from the And with the knife cut
off some bramble leaves to to stick on the full pouting lips of the late queen mother and
one of her dashing Corgis which had just rolled over cheese and had penetrated a yoghurt
pot full of smelly crazy chicken wings that were still on the chicken who looked like they
were ready for stuffing with nothing but a Healthy Garlic Found by the scout vampire. Who
lived in a large purple bender "Hark, I hear up in Alaska...."
"Wiki-ups aren't purple but rainbow coloured with ribbons for guylines and knicker-elastic
instead of bungees which meant that during blustery conditions no harm came to innocent
bystanders or oscillating spiders unless they were winching in great salty chocolate balls.
Sadly, Bill died (ooops) dyed his long blonde hair with the juice of a thousand lemons. He
began squeezing the remaining juice from his old wet socks afterwards he brewed an evil
concoction to wash down those dodgy mushrooms which now grew like wild fire on his
woody woodpecker, which he purged with fire while smiling and releasing the badgers.
Meanwhile, back at the BushcraftUK forums there were a demented members wrote
about word games whilst lightly stropping his big shiny Red Hunters axe to boldly go
where no Bushcrafter except Ray Mears and his amazing Bushcrafting honey Monster
And sidekick Grylls with hidden harness and pop-up inflatable bush mate..."
