my grandma answers it
a few minutes later we hear-
"You want me to get a human waste bag?"
"You want me to get a lot of human waste bags?"
"How many?"
At this point my mom, my grandpa Kelm, and my brother Devin, and myself are laughing hysterically.
"You need a permit number to get them?"
A permit number to go # 2?
"How many times can you use them?"
"You have to carry them out?"
The more we laughed, the harder my mom laughed, and the harder my mom laughed, the harder Devin was laughing at her.
Thank you Jared for calling your mom and requesting human waste bags for your scout trip to the Narrows while we were present in the room. Simply hilarious!
