The backyard is officially open for business โ and survival!
Iโm excited to announce that both The Backyard Trials hub page and the full Grounded Rules of Survival are now live on Survivor Incognito.
In this permadeath run through Grounded, Iโll be taking on the full backyard, one day at a time, where every ant, spider, and angry bug can bring the entire run crashing down. One life. No second chances.
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You can now check out:
The Backyard Trials Hub: [The Backyard Trails]
Grounded Rules of Survival: [Grounded Rules of Survival]
The first day of the run will be launching soon โ and from there, we’ll see just how far I can make it before something inevitably goes horribly wrong.
As always: survival is optional. Panic is guaranteed.
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Sneak, Snipe, Repeat: Skyrim Suvival Day Six
Missed the previous day? Find it here: Sneak, Snipe, Repeat: Skyrim Survival Day 5
The Great Trek to High Hrothgar (Or Why Iโll Never Trust Klimmek Again)
After a night warming my scales at the inn in Ivarstead, I figured it was time to climb the famed 7,000 Steps to High Hrothgar. Fresh air, spiritual enlightenment, maybe a new shout or twoโit sounded downright relaxing.
That illusion shattered when Klimmek asked if Iโd kindly lug a crate of supplies up to the Greybeards. Sure, I thought. Whatโs a little frostbite between friends?
Reader, I barely survived.
About 1,000 steps up, my torch fizzled out, the cold turned vicious, and wolves started popping out like theyโd RSVPโd to a โFeast on the Dragonbornโ party. Frostbite crept in, my health bar cried for help, and I wondered if Klimmek would refund my soul when this all went horribly wrong.
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High Hrothgar: The Frostbitten Sanctuary
I eventually stumbled into High Hrothgar, shivering and looking like Iโd rolled down a glacierโwhich, to be fair, I nearly had.
The Greybeards greeted me with the social energy of a fog bank. I grunted, they whispered, and before I knew it, I had new words of power: Ro (from Unrelenting Force) and Wuld (from Whirlwind Sprint). Great additions to my skillset, assuming I live long enough to use them.
They then dropped a fresh quest in my lap: go retrieve Jurgen Windcallerโs horn. I nodded sagely while internally screaming, โCan I at least thaw out first?โ
Also, side noteโwhere do these guys sleep? Thereโs no beds, no chairs, not even a suspicious rug. Just stone, fog, and mystery. True minimalist vibes.
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Mountain-Goating for Fun and Survival
Quest in hand, I faced the return journey. I couldโve taken the stairs like a rational beingโฆ but no. I turned into a Skyrim-certified mountain goat and launched myself off cliffs like gravity was a suggestion.
Somehow, I survived the descent without a single injury. I donโt know how physics works in Skyrim, but Iโm not questioning it. If I can descend a mountain via sheer chaos and dumb luck, then thatโs now the official route.
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Cultists, Chickens, and Chaos
Back in Ivarstead, I expected peace and mead. Instead, I got cultists. Hooded weirdos stormed in, shouting about me being a โfalse Dragonborn.โ
Bold of them to assume I had the energy to argue.
Luckily, they made the mistake of attacking in town. Between the guards, the villagers, andโyesโthe chickens, it became a bloodbath. Chickens pecked. Guards slashed. I think a goat even got involved. The cultists didnโt stand a chance.
After the dust (and feathers) settled, I looted their robes and found a note. Turns out theyโre part of some whole โthere can only be one Dragonbornโ thing. Neat. Add that to the to-do listโright under โdonโt freeze to death.โ
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Klimmekโs Generosity and Collapse OโClock
I reported back to Klimmek, who handed me 500 gold for my troubles. Honestly? Worth it. I delivered your box, fought wolves, scaled a mountain, survived a cultist ambush, and nearly died multiple times.
I crawled back to the inn, got a room, and collapsed into bed. Survival: barely achieved. Muscles: on strike. Brain: frozen.
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Next Timeโฆ
Time to track down that horn. Or maybe just follow the Greybeards around to figure out what they do when no oneโs looking. Do they nap standing up? Meditate until they astral project? Organise humming contests?
Weโll find outโif I survive another day.
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Want to follow the journey from the beginning? Please check out: Sneak, Snipe, Repeat: Skyrim Survival Hub
Customloper Diaries Day One: A Woollen Windy Welcome to Milton
Customloper Diaries โ Day 1: Socks, Soup, and Stubbornness
Spawn Point: Spruce Falls Bridge, Mountain Town
Weather: Windy, with a 100% chance of optimism
Loot Highlight: Hunting knife, Cowichan sweater, two cups of coffee
Visit the Mountain Town map:
Check it out here.
First Steps and First Socks
I spawn near Spruce Falls Bridge, spot a sign for Milton, and like any wanderer with no better plan, I follow it. Along the way, I grab rose hips and reishi mushrooms because nature said so.
The bridge cars turn into an early-game care package: wool socks (luxury), a parka (yes please), matches (liquid gold), and a hunting knife I immediately form an unhealthy attachment to.

Shelter from the Storm (Sort of)
A nearby trailer offers a fire barrel, but I only duck in long enough to warm up and snag a wool toqueโstylish and slightly smelly.
Down at the church I harvest cattails for calories, spot a deer carcass, and attempt to start a fire. The wind laughs. First attempt: fail. Second: also fail. Third: successโฆ which the wind immediately blows out mid-harvest. Rude.

Redemption at the Altar (and in the Glovebox)
Inside the church, RNG finally smiles. One match, one try, one roaring fire. I cook the meat, boil water, and brew reishi tea. A nearby pickup coughs up a hatchetโhuge early-game win.
Back in Milton, a glovebox note reveals a memento cacheโฆ at the church I just left. Classic.

Coffee, Cowichan, and Canadian Comfort
The bank delivers coffee grounds, two brewed cups, and a Cowichan sweater hidden in the safe like national treasure. Grey Motherโs house becomes base: two cooking pots, some deer meat, a ski jacket, hockey jersey, and wool mittens. Team motto: Not Dead Yet.
Winding Down with Tea and Triumph
I end the day with boiled water, cooked meat, and a cup of herbal tea to patch up condition. A windy start, but a strong finish. Customloper is officially underway.
Continue the Journey
Dark Waters: A Dredge Survival โ Day One
Where Am I, What Is That Fog, and Why Is My Compass Blinking at Me?
Day 1 of my Dredge permadeath playthrough. I crash a boat, inherit another, fish like a pro, and nearly get lost forever in Lesser Marrow. Welcome to Greater Marrowโthe creepiest fishing job Iโve ever had.
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For more information on this, please check out: Dark Waters: A Dredge Survival Hub
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Welcome to Greater Marrow: Where the Fish Are Plentiful and the Fog Eats Souls
The game opens with a cutscene: Iโm peacefully boating along when heavy fog rolls in like an uninvited guest. Thenโcrash! Rocks. Camera pans to a lighthouse, which apparently decided to take the night off.
Inside the boat before the crash, I notice a crumpled job advert: โAngler Wanted.โ I see now it meant sacrificial angler.

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I wake up on a soggy dock at 6:00am on a Monday morning, having apparently faceplanted here the night before. The Mayor of Greater Marrow is there to greet me with all the cheer of someone who just hired a corpse to do a job.
He casually asks if I โdidnโt see the lighthouse.โ I choose not to answer, partly because Iโm still drying out, and partly because I very clearly didnโt. My boat? Completely ruined. But the Mayor had the locals haul my stuff into an old spare vessel. How quaint.
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My First Fishing Trip and Immediate Cartographic Failure
The Mayor warns me to be back before sundown. Apparently fog does weird things after dark. Comforting.
I hop in the backup boat and head out. The controls are straightforward and intuitive. Time passes while fishing, sailing, or basically doing anythingโso multitasking is not encouraged.
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By 3:17pm, Iโve reeled in seven blue mackerel and three cod. Iโm feeling confident. A little too confident. I decide I have time for just one more fish.
Spoiler: I didnโt.

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After grabbing another mackerel, I turn backโฆ only to realise Iโve docked at Lesser Marrow, not Greater. Oops. I am, in fact, an idiot. A kind soul points me back to the lighthouse. By the time I get home, it’s 8:43pm and there’s a disturbing eye icon blinking next to my compass.
Is thatโฆ panic? Hallucination? Ancient evil? Who knows!
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Debt, Deals, and the Definitely-Not-Suspicious Fishmonger
Back at Greater Marrow, the Mayor is somehow still waiting for me like an overbearing boss. He says I can pay off the loan on the boat by selling fish, with โa small percentageโ going toward town improvements. Sounds a bit pyramid-scheme-y, but I nod along.
Inside the Fishmongerโs shop, he greets me with surprise: โNew fisherman, already?โ I ask about the last one. He doesnโt answer. Just says it takes a โcertain type of personโ to last out here. You mean one with night vision and zero self-preservation instincts?
I sell my fish, earning enough to reduce my $50 debt to $31.58. Thatโs decent for a day of being lost at sea.
The Mayor intercepts me again and hands over a research part, which I can use to upgrade my ship.

Upgrades, Nightfall, and Regrets
I pop into the Shipwrightโs to check out the gear. After some very internal debating, I buy the Simple Skimmer Rod for catching shallow-water fish. It takes two in-game hours to install, meaning I walk out at 10:46pm.
I use the research part to unlock the Improved Outboard Engine, because clearly I need all the speed I can get after todayโs performance.
I return to the dock, mentally exhausted, financially lighter, and very aware that this is only day one.
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End of Day Summary
- Fish Caught: 8 blue mackerel, 3 cod
- Debt Remaining: $31:58
- Creepy Things Spotted: One blinking eye
- Times I Got Lost: Let’s just call it “multiple”
- Regrets: Also multiple
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โ ๏ธ Madness Strike #1: Fogblind and Foolish
Letโs be honestโI didnโt mean to return after dark. But between misreading the map, mistaking Lesser Marrow for home, and ignoring the increasingly twitchy compass eye, it happened. The fog rolled in, and I rolled with it.
The rules are clear: return after sundown, and the mind pays the price.
So here it isโmy first Madness Strike.
Sanity: Fractured
Confidence: Shaken
Navigational Skills: Still questionable
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What’s Next?
Day Two promises more fishing, more fog, and probably more confusion. Will I finally learn to navigate using the lighthouse? Will the eye by the compass blink twice? Will I discover what happened to the last fisherman?
๐ Read Day 2 โ A Special Order and a Return Before Madness
(Spoiler: I didnโt earn another Madness Strike. Barely.)
Dark Waters: A Dredge Survival โ Launches Tomorrow
Dark Waters: A Dredge Survival begins tomorrow on Survivor Incognito. A new permadeath series exploring the dangerous waters of Dredge on Nintendo Switch.
The next permadeath adventure begins tomorrow!
In Dark Waters: A Dredge Survival, we dive headfirst into the strange world of Dredge. Expect dangerous fishing trips, hallucinations, strange encounters, and plenty of questionable choices as we attempt to survive one day at a time.
Day One drops tomorrow โ stay tuned right here on Survivor Incognito as the madness begins.
The One-Shot Wonder: Bear Meets Panic Rifle
On Coastal Highway in The Long Dark, a bear ambushed me at dusk. I panicked, fired, and somehow dropped it with a single shot. Iโm still processing what happenedโand how Iโm alive.
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It was getting dark on Coastal Highway. I was returning to Quonset Garage after a day of looting, freezing, and thinking about food I didnโt have.
And then I heard it.
That guttural growlโthe kind that makes your blood freeze before the weather does.
I turned.
Bear. Charging.
My brain hit full panic mode. I fumbled for my rifle, jammed it into position, aimed down the sights, and braced for impact.
I fired.
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The Original
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One shot. The bear dropped.
I stood there in stunned silence, half-expecting it to get back up and laugh. But it didnโt. It was down. Permanently.
Was it a crit? A miracle? Game physics?
No idea. But for that one shining second, I wasnโt just survivingโ
I was the apex predator.
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Final Thoughts
In a game known for handing out slow, painful deaths, I got a split-second win.
And honestly? Iโm not sure it wasnโt a fluke.
But Iโll take it.
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Survivor Incognito Weekly: The Long Dark, Skyrim Survival, Dredge Permadeath & More (June 2nd – June 8th)
Another week of survival, chaos, and questionable decision making is upon us โ hereโs what you can expect across the blog in the next seven days:
๐งธ Monday โ Bear Meets Panic Rifle (Survivorโs Shorts)
It starts with a bear. It ends with panic. Somewhere in between, a rifle is involved. You can probably guess how well that goes.
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๐ Tuesday โ Dark Waters: A Dredge Survival โ Day 1
We set sail on our brand new permadeath adventure through Dredge. The waters may look calmโฆ but donโt let them fool you.
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โ๏ธ Wednesday โ Customloper: Day 1 โ Mountain Town Start
The Customloper run officially kicks off! I spawn in Mountain Town and try my very best not to freeze, starve, or get eaten before I even leave Milton.
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โ Thursday โ Skyrim Survival: Day 6
The trek through Skyrimโs frozen wilderness continues. More frostbite, more danger, and almost certainly another regrettable encounter with something that bites.
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๐ฅ Friday โ A Voyageurโs Tale (The Long Dark): Day 6
Back to the familiar cold of The Long Dark as the Voyageur run marches on into day six. Wolves, weather, and the never-ending quest for coffee.
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๐ฆ Saturday โ Survivorโs Shorts: The Interloper Moose Incident
I try Interloper mode in The Long Dark. I spawn. I panic. The moose arrives. Thatโs pretty much the plot summary.
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๐ฅ Survive with us every week on Survivor Incognito โ your home for survival gaming on Nintendo Switch.
Follow along for The Long Dark guides, Skyrim Survival Mode playthroughs, Dredge permadeath runs, and Customloper challenges. New survival game content posted weekly โ with humor, tips, and plenty of questionable life choices.
๐ Bookmark Survivor Incognito and join the survival adventure.
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Weekly Recap: The Long Dark, Skyrim, No Manโs Sky, Nice Day For Fishing & More โ Survivor Incognito
A full roundup of everything thatโs gone live on Survivor Incognito this week: new Survivorโs Shorts, Survivorโs Dread launch, The Survivorโs Camp hub, new Day One Diaries for No Manโs Sky and Nice Day For Fishing, Customloper, Skyrim, The Long Dark, and blog updates.
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The Campfireโs Been Busy โ Letโs Catch Up
One of the busiest weeks yet! If you blinked, you probably missed something โ so hereโs your full survival roundup:
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๐ The Survivorโs Camp is Now Open
A brand new central hub page has launched:
The Survivorโs Camp pulls together everything on the blog โ survival guides, series hubs, shorts, and playthroughs โ all in one place.
[Visit The Survivorโs Camp]
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๏ช Survivorโs Dread Has Officially Gone Live
The newest addition to the blog is here:
Survivorโs Dread covers all things survival horror, kicking off with Dark Waters: A Dredge Survival. The first entry comes next week as the darkness descends.
[Visit Survivorโs Dread]
[Visit Dark Waters: A Dredge Survival]
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๐ Day One Diary โ No Manโs Sky
The multiverse opens up.
Our No Manโs Sky Day One Diary has begun, charting survival, exploration, and (inevitably) questionable decisions across the stars.
[Visit Day One Diary โ No Manโs Sky]
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๐ฃ Day One Diary โ Nice Day For Fishing
Baelinโs adventure has begun.
Fishing, questing, mugged sorcerers, and Dark Lords โ just your average day in Nice Day For Fishing.
[Visit Nice Day For Fishing โ Day One Diary: Baelinโs Adventure Begins]
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โ๏ธ Customloper โ The Long Dark: Day One Diaries Continue
The Customloper run officially kicks off next week. But until then, here’s a Day One Diary entry to help you understand what to expect.
Interloper weather. Voyageur loot. Plenty of snow. Plenty of danger.
[Visit Customloper โ The Long Dark: Day One Diary]
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๐บ The Long Dark โ Ongoing Survival
The main Long Dark survival continues as well, with more entries uploaded this week as the trek across Coastal Highway continues.
[Visit The Cold Chronicles: A Voyageurโs Tale of The Long Dark]
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๐ Skyrim Survival Mode โ The Pilgrimage Continues
My Argonian is still alive somehow.
High Hrothgar, frostbite, bandits, cultists, and chickens continue to make the journey through Skyrim Survival Mode both ridiculous and dangerous.
[Visit Sneak, Snipe, Repeat: Skyrim Survival]
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๐ฅ Survivorโs Shorts
New moments added to the ever-growing Survivorโs Shorts collection โ highlighting some of the best (and worst) survival moments from across the blog.
[Visit Survivorโs Shorts]
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๐ Blog Updates โ Pages Converted to Posts
Behind the scenes, several former pages have now been converted into regular blog posts. This should make navigation cleaner and help posts show up more naturally in blog feeds, archives, and categories.
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Thatโs everything from this week!
Stay warm. Stay fed. Donโt poke the wildlife. (Or open any cursed chests.)
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Nice Day For Fishing โ Day One Diary: Baelinโs Adventure Begins
I begin my cozy adventure in Nice Day For Fishing, following Baelinโs journey from humble fisherman to unlikely hero. Rogue chests, Dark Lords, and plenty of fishing await.
Welcome to Azerim โ And Honeywood is Already a Mess
The game opens with a cutscene introducing the world of Azerim and our unlikely hero, Baelin โ fisherman, man of few words, and now the star of this adventure.
Immediately, Iโm greeted by a soundtrack that brings a big smile to my face โ the same tune that plays in VLDLโs Epic NPC Man series. (If you know, you know.) Many laughs have been had thanks to those videos, so hearing the music here is a nice little bonus.
The story wastes no time introducing the town of Honeywood and its familiar faces: Greg the Garlic Farmer, Bodger the Blacksmith, and Baradun the Sorcerer. Baradun, by the way, has a chest that should absolutely never be opened.
Naturally, Charles and Bernard โ being Charles and Bernard โ decide to mug him and open said chest. The result? All the adventurers vanish. All except Baelin. And just like that, the fisherman is now the last adventurer standing.
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Garlic, Hammers, and Fishy Business
I begin my quests the same way any good adventure starts: running errands. I collect 3 garlic for Greg and fish Bodgerโs Grandfather’s Hammer out of the well (which, I strongly suspect, will not be the last time that hammer finds its way back down there).
After some more questing, Baradun tasks me with fishing up something from the bottom of Lake Honeywood. Naturally, that something turns out to beโฆ a Dark Lord.
With no proper adventurers left in Azerim โ and one very low-level Baelin โ the Dark Lord promptly destroys Honeywood. The screen fades to black.
You Missed The Fight
Greg wakes me up after the chaos to inform me that I somehow slept through an epic showdown between Baradun and the Dark Lord. Convenient.
Undeterred, I continue helping the remaining townsfolk, once again retrieving Bodgerโs hammer (seriously, secure that thing). After gathering 5 pieces of wood, Iโm rewarded with my very own fishing boat, which lets me cross the lake to meet up with Baradun.
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What Awaits?
At this point, Iโve no idea what lies ahead. More fishing? More chaos? Probably both.
But for now, one thing is certain:
Itโs a nice day for fishing.
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If you enjoyed this one, please check out my other: Day One Diaries
And why not stay a while at: The Survivorโs Camp
The Moose Behind the Tree โ A 5% Spawn, 100% Panic Sprint
I thought I was alone on Coastal Highway. Then I saw antlers. This is the story of how a moose turned a quiet walk into an Olympic-level panic sprint.
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It was just another day in The Long Dark.
I was walking the road near Quonset Garage on Coastal Highway. Light fading, stomach grumbling, the usual post-loot shuffle home. Everything felt quiet. Calm. Deceptively safe.
Then I saw it.
Not a charging bear. Not a distant wolf. No, this was worse.
A moose.
It wasnโt running.
It wasnโt stomping.
It was justโฆ standing there.
Behind a tree.

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Staring at me like it had been waiting for its cue in a survival horror play.
And thenโit took the stance.
The head lowered. The hooves shifted. You know the one. The “say the word and Iโll flatten you” stance.
That was my sign to go.
I turned and ran for the nearest building like Iโd just insulted its family. My survival instincts kicked in, my inventory was forgotten, and my dignity stayed behind by the tree.
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Final Thoughts
The Long Dark Wiki says that moose in particular has a 5% chance to spawn for 48 hours. This one spawned right behind a tree and in front of my will to live.
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Got a favourite chaotic moment?
Let me know in the comments or tag me on socialโI’m always looking for new disasters to celebrate.
And if you enjoy these shorts, consider sharing the page with a fellow survivor.
Because nothing says โfriendshipโ like a moose silently judging you from behind a tree.
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