Removed for Rule 8 . <| sep |> Looks perfectly vaguely communist . I like it . <| sep |> Yep yep . very awesome dude , too <| sep |> Wife and I were out camping with our 4 little ones in Northern Ontario at Halfway Lake Provincial Park . We were tenting and I ' m bearanoid so I had a hatchet beside our air mattress lol . Middle of the night I hear what sounds like a hand tapping the tent and dragging down the side of the tent . Earlier my wife had taken our 6 month old boy and brought him into her parents pop up trailer that had ac to breastfeed , she knew how bearanoid I was so I thought she was getting me going by playing a prank . I call out to her Wife ? ' From across the lot I hear her concerned voice call back ' what ? ' Terrified and fearing for my life I decide I have to exit this tent to protect my 3 little ones . This could be a fight to the death , my heart is pounding so hard I wonder if a heart attack will take me like it did my father . I leap from the tent and position myself with a powerful flashlight and the ax ready to strike and what do I see there sitting before me ready to end my pitiful existence . A frog . A fucking frog jumping as high as he can and sliding back down the tent . Keep in mind I have come within 10 feet of a large black bear by accident on two separate occasions and damned near pooped my drawers . Granted both times were after my pitiful frog encounter .