I took a job at an all male gay campground. Along with three other employees I worked two lonely weeks prepping the quiet camp. Then on opening day the guys came flooding through the front gate like 9 am at Disney World.
On day two after opening, I was driving a John Deere "Gator" in the lower section, tagging dying trees for removal. He came walking down the road from the direction of the showers stark naked with nothing but a towel draped over his shoulder. He asked me to tag a specific tree stump in front of his place that cars were hitting.
For our anniversary last year I gave him a roll of orange "tagging" tape, similar to what I used on the tree stump. Our second anniversary is May 2nd. Anybody have ideas for a gift?
On day two after opening, I was driving a John Deere "Gator" in the lower section, tagging dying trees for removal. He came walking down the road from the direction of the showers stark naked with nothing but a towel draped over his shoulder. He asked me to tag a specific tree stump in front of his place that cars were hitting.
For our anniversary last year I gave him a roll of orange "tagging" tape, similar to what I used on the tree stump. Our second anniversary is May 2nd. Anybody have ideas for a gift?

















