During the great Gettysburg Deluge a couple years ago, my tent had one dry spot. About the size of a dinner plate, it was on the other side of the tent from me. when I found it, it was immediately occupied by a pard who was washed out of his tent on the other side of the street. Me, I was lying in a shallow pool of rainwater that collected under me. It was pretty warm, sorta like a shallow hot tub, so I went back to sleep. Everything in the tent was trashed in the morning, though.
Pine River Boys, Co I, 7th Wisconsin
"We're... Christians, what read the Bible and foller what it says about lovin' your enemies and carin' for them what despitefully use you -- that is, after you've downed 'em good and hard."
-Si Klegg and His Pard Shorty