Campsite Banter Briefly Pauses As Mates All Give In To Masculine Urge To Stare Silently Into Roaring Fire

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A group of local mates from way back, have this weekend taken a moment to soak it all in. 

The moment of quiet reflection came during the yearly weekend away for the group of fellas who all finished school a significant time ago. 

With every winter ageing them significantly more than the last, the group of Rockhampton High’s finest confirmed they relish in enjoying the little things. 

“Or the Woodlife, if you will,” laughed the group’s organiser Jayden Nicholls, raising his can and patting his dog. 

“Don’t get me wrong, we all love our families, and our partners, but it is nice to just get away from it all and enjoy a bit of time with the OGs,” continued Jayden. 

“Sausos and steaks accompanied by bread and only coleslaw for salad.” 

“Full sugar cola, and a refined and tasteful drop of Woody.”

“And endless shit chat,” chimed in one of the other boys, Sam, reaching into the esky. 

The group then all chuckled, before succumbing to the deeply masculine urge to stare into the fire and massage their chins like some late 19th century Russian philosophers. 

With the crackle and pop of the firewood they didn’t pay 20 bucks a bag for from the servo up the road providing a soundtrack for the moment of introspection, another member of the group then decided to break the silence by asking about where that weird guy who came to school for Year 10-12 ended up. 

“Geez, haven’t thought about him for ages,” laughed Jayden. 

“Very good question. Tin please…” 

More to come.  

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