Wow...great thread! To name a few:
Running from police or adults (or squirrels for that matter) in the pitch-black woods, with backpacks full of beer (have you ever tried to run without seeing one thing in front of you, in the woods, no less?)
Skinning my knee from a head-over-heels tumble, again, running in the dark with a backpack full of beer
Sneaking out of the camp at night to go down to the beach and hang out with the boys (who had no curfews...lucky)
Making ungodly noise and waking up all the oldies sleeping
Ok, that's all for now
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