See my sister’s camper. It comes with all the niceties, great queen-size bed, comfortable furnishings, plush carpeting, lots of storage, and great appliances. After her last trip out, she unpacked her clothes, and after ensuring the camper was hooked to power, left her freezer stocked for the next trip. She’d need all those things next time for sure.
As she packed for this trip and opened the freezer to put in some more goodies, she discovered the tragic aftermath of a power outage leaving her with the putrid remains of her previously frozen food mounded up with writhing maggots. The frisky, fat maggots seized the opportunity to leap for freedom all down the front of her shirt, leaving her awash in foul juices and previous generations of incarcerated maggots. When her son called in the middle of the fiasco, he was appalled to learn such valuable fishing bait had been sucked into the bowels of the shop vac.
I was all sympathy.
Nutsrok 
The title totally sucks you in, already giggling. The giggles get louder with every sentence. By the time we get to the wasted bait we’re solidly into LOL territory! DAMN good writing!
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Why thank you!
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UGH, made my skin a little creepy and crawly.
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I don’t know why but I just had to share that repulsive story. I just loved it.
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gross!
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That’s what she said!
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The only time I was happy to see a maggot was in my compost bin.
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No kidding!
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Maggot could almost be pronounced “My God!”
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That was horrible!
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It was horrible, you’re absolutely right. Anne, what were you thinking of? And can I have some too?
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