Hidden back in the woods, we found a picnic table.
A little further, we smelled a terrible smell -- like an outhouse! Near these benches, we spotted an orange pipe going into the ground.
Closeup -- yep, the smell is coming from here. Stan thinks it's a primitive potty -- pe-yew!
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
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