I would like to take you out on a camping trip,
but the last time that happened it didn't end up too well,
This time let's not invite that other guy.
It sort of bothered me how he was just laying there,
I mean, hello.
Can we have some privacy? Honestly!
That one was a no-brainer, if you were to ask me.
Oh well, anything's better than spending an evening at Dairy Queen.
Or in an abandoned Burger Joint's parking lot.
The benefit of the doubt can go an incredibly ******* long way.