BOYS IN THE BACKWOODS: GETTIN' LIT IN THE THICKET

Yo, listen up cuz this is how we roll. We crash the trails like pros, backpacks stuffed with the goodies. Ain't no flash out here, just raw excitement. We throw down our hammocks, light up a fire, and tell tales 'round the flames. The stars are our ceiling, the rhythm is the wind, and we're just chillin'. It ain't about the stuff, it's about the