The boy scout troop crested a hill and spotted the campground ahead. They fanned out and began to set up camp.
“Why’d you hafta forget the wieners?” said Tommy.
“I said I was sorry!” protested Hank.
Cory, the counsellor, said, “I know! We’ll pick some berries to eat.”
The boys spent fifteen minutes foraging among the bushes, then gathered to pool their spoils.
“Good job, boys!” pronounced Cory. “Oh, and I found these ones just for Hank.”
“Thanks!” said Hank. He grabbed a handful and popped them in his mouth. “Mmm, what are they?”
“Wrathberries,” said Cory. “The natural laxative.”
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Title by: Micky
Story by: Tim Sevenhuysen
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