On the twelfth day of Christmas,
my true love sent to me Twelve M.R.E.s,
Eleven Respirator Masks,
Ten Fire Starters,
Nine Emergency Blankets,
Eight Body Warmers,
Seven Water Filtration Bottles,
Six Lights a-Flashing,
Five Blades of Steel,
Four Satellite Phones,
Three Bug-Out Bags,
Two pair of Gloves,
And a Carabineer!
Angier and his wife Vena left Boston in the late 1940s to homestead in northeastern British Columbia. With tenacity and luck they repaired an old cabin and taught themselves to hunt and forage wild plants, eventually writing numerous books on the experience.
For serious students of bushcraft and wilderness first aid there are better, more modern texts (we like the SAS Pocket Survival Guide) but this is nonetheless a handsome, approachable and well-illustrated overview of woodland skills from snare building to celestial navigation.
“Well, honey, they’re play-fighting, maybe pretend-wrestling, and rolling around, having a good time, that’s all. They’re getting in the holiday spirit!“
“Have they been good? Will Santa bring them lots of presents?”
“No, honey, it looks like they’ve been bad. Very, very bad.”
In addition to the four patterns you see here, this disgusting set of Kama Sutra-inspired cookie cutters includes four more positions that are even more raunchy. [Pipparkakan (Swedish), viaTFTS] Source