LoliBattleMachine

"Wait...that's my bag in J---This is my tent!" A frantic flurry of movement accompanied the noises of disgust and frustration as Jeremy laughed. "Well, would you rather go out there with the hippos...or stay in here with the horses head?" "I...I've never had to think about that one before." **** Quiet had settled over the camp. Cameramen, directors, and animals were sound asleep, the soft nature sounds of Botswana drifting over the landscape. One Richard Hammond, however, was finding it awfully difficult to sleep with the stench of a three-day-old horses head lingering about his tent. With a huff he grabbed one unsullied blanket and a