Six friends and I decided to go camping, but none of us liked to cook. So we decided to each take a turn each to fix the evening meal. I was first so I decided to make a great steak dinner, with corn on the cob, baked potatoes and apple pie for dessert. Everyone raved and said that I should cook every dinner. Well, I didn’t really want to do that, so I said that the first person to complain would have to take over. They all agreed. So the next night, I made beans and franks. They still raved over it (and I was already tired of cooking). So I told myself this next night will be my last turn for sure. I found some moose droppings in the woods and took them back to camp. I batter dipped and fried those suckers and served then up for dinner. As the guys were sitting around the campfire, eating their dinner, Mike finally said “You know, this tastes like ****. But it’s good!”