"Heavy Hitters: Fat Camp"
As funny as the title of this place was, I was relieved to finally reach a place that could offer some shelter. And maybe this fat camp had some food, I was getting sick of eating nothing but cooked rabbit. I turned to look at the guys and TaBB was the first to say it: "Oh thank God. Let's go in and see if there's anybody here that will give us some food or a place to sleep or something." NS shook his head and said, "No, this place looks way too sketchy." It did look pretty weird, the building itself was a big wooden shack, with broken windows. There was a fitness-type area next to it, complete with a running track that had low hurdles throughout. A small empty pool with flat water wings littered on the bottom, and covered in pine needles. I was still getting used to all this crazy ass shit, it had only been three days since we lived through a plane crash. Not to mention being abducted by a gang of hillbilly freaks, I was still really pissed about that whole scenario. I told the guys last night by the fire that we would never mention that again, and they agreed. The cuts were still there, but they were healing fast. Maybe the dirt that Low smeared on the rabbit had healing powers or some shit.
Anyways, despite NS' pleads that we should travel elsewhere, the rest of us couldn't pass up a chance for food and shelter. We stepped on the porch and I looked back at NS, who had his arms crossed like a pouting baby. "Are you coming or not?" I asked him, as TaBB knocked on the door. He sighed and said, "If a gang of fatties jump us and rape us all, don't say I didn't warn you" as he joined up with us. TaBB was getting pissed, and so was Low. "HELLO?!" screamed Low as he beat on the door. I had enough of this waiting game. "F uck this." I said, and wrapped my gray flannel around my fist and knocked the window out, and unlocked the door. We all walked in, and saw it at the same time. The kitchen was literally packed with tons of health food bull shit, berries and powerbars and whole wheat bread. TaBB raided the fridge as we searched the cabinets, finding bottles of peanuts, low calorie jellies and jams, and plenty of canned vegetables. "Hey guys, check this out." TaBB called from the fridge.
I walked over and was surprised at the results: there were lots of fish and ground beef and stuff, but it had gone bad months ago. Expired milk, cheese, and yogurt too. NS grabbed the loaf of bread and gave it a better look, it was nothing but a big hunk of mold. He threw it in anger through the kitchen into (I guess) the lobby in the next room. Low sank down next to floor, instantly bummed that most of the food was expired. "Damn it" he said, as he threw a rotten apple into the wall, it exploded everywhere, it was pretty awesome. "Well," TaBB said from the freezer, "There's still a ton of good freeze dried stuff in here, and I think that microwave over there works. We can eat some burritos." "yeah and drink what?" snipped NS, who was looking through the cupboard, only to find a bunch of potatoes and yams that had gone bad. "I don't know what we'll drink dude." I said, walking over to the sink to test out if the tap water was clean. It came out rusty at first (this place must have been abandoned longer than we thought) but after a few seconds it was running clean. "We got clean water." I said, as I looked in the shelf above me for cups. I reached up and grabbed blindly for glasses, and pulled some out. What I pulled out wasn't a glass, it was gatorade. I almost jumped up and down at the sight of it, and grabbed a chair to see how much was up there.
Sure enough, there was enough of various flavors of gatorade to keep us hydrated for two weeks or so. Low looked at the cherry gatorade in my hand and almost cried, I could see it in his face. "Holy shit, is that what I think it is?!" he screamed from the floor, and TaBB and NS turned my direction. They all rushed towards me, NS and Low were already fighting over who got the lemon lime flavor first. I stopped them: "Look, there isn't a unlimited supply we have here. We need to gather all the good food and gatorade, and set limits. We can eat and drink our supply in one day, we gotta ration this stuff." Everyone nodded, and we cleared a table off to put all the food and drink on it. TaBB did some more searching and found marshmallows, and NS found a candy stash in a room upstairs. I found 2 bottles of wine behind a book shelf in the lobby, and Low found a "Heavy Hitters" recipe guide, I guess he was going to cook what we had after we settled in. We all checked out the bunk areas and picked our beds.