Wait till field trips come up with her family.... oh the fun of being stuck on a mountaintop while ukrainian women are hiking up and down yelling 'Aloot, Aloot' as your stare off into the Knik Arm down below, watching the wind pass though the horizon, while the women babble in Ukrainians about how lazy of a berry and mushroom picker you are, even though I already filled up my thermos full of berries..... in this last outing with them before you go to war....
http://onasander.yolasite.com/resources/Picture029.jpghttp://onasander.yolasite.com/resources/Picture116.jpgAloot means 'where are you'. Wish that fucking bear ate all of them now on hindsite.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/23739794@N06/2261576992/http://www.flickr.com/photos/23739794@N06/2261485342/http://www.flickr.com/photos/23739794@N06/2260735289/Honestly.... if something is trying to eat your girlfriend or wife... so long as you don't have children who are still infants, just let the thing eat her. I made the mistake of keeping the bear from eating her.... and I look back and realize I lost the perfect opportunity to lose her in a way where I wouldn't of felt like I or she was a terrible person, no bad break up.... just she got eaten.... and you grieve for a few months and then move on and never take a new woman camping again.... which is a good thing to do, cause women camping get yeast infections and they blame you for them.... cause it's your vagina and somehow your responsibility.
Don't take a woman camping unless you want here eaten. And if she does get eaten, even if you love here... it's all good, shit probably wouldn't of worked out in the end. Especially if she is foreign. Or named Natasha.
Infact, I encourage you to take any woman named Natasha camping in woods known for bear attacks. Take her for long romantic strolls down dark alleys too. Backpack through Mexico. Mali is nice this time of year, visit historic Timbuktu. Shit.... anything.