Originally Posted by Catavarie
The tenters began slowly emerging like ground hogs checking for their shadows. With groans the worked there way through a process that resembled those pictures of mankind's evolution. Crawling to hands & feet on the ground legs bent too far, a grunt or moan and their hands come up off the ground as they hunch over too far, a groan and they stand upright leaning back a bit as they rotate at waist. Guess its a morning ritual of the groundlings as they all did it without fail. I'm so glad I don't sleep on the ground anymore. It is a silly dance to see.
LOL You just made my week with this! I am sitting at my desk at work laughing my head off and getting the strangest looks from people who do not understand the finer points of hammocking