by lurk » 10 Jul 2008, 11:43
it's not really camping, it's more like a luxury holiday village with dwarves wandering around with bowls of cocaine on their heads. there's hot and cold running champagne and free range, nubile groupies. food is served by your own personal butler, who also wipes your arse for you on exiting the marble clad and gold plated fixtured portapotties. he obviously remembers to wash his hands inbetween.