An hour, perhaps two had passed, and once more the strong sound of Jason snoring flowed through the air like some off key music. Chad finally turned to David. "Well? Was I right?"

"Yea." David just chuckled. "Yea you were."

"Alright, I've got one." Chad stroaked his goattee lightly and then motioned to David. "Go ahead."

"Alright. Are you bigger then a bread box?"

"Dude, oh yea." Chad nodded. David just stared at him for a moment.

"This is a shot in the dark... are you Justin's ego?"

".... dang.... that was quick."

David laughed, a mistake that he realized a moment too late as he suddenly went to cover his mouth. He wasn't quick enough, however. Jason's pillow came flying through the air and contacted with the wrestler's head, resounding in a loud 'whump' as it impacted. The red-haired windian didn't even have to say anything this time, the pillow had said enough. Chad and David both fell silent. Unfortunatily neither of them wanted to wait for Jason to fall asleep again before continuing on with their game. As quietly as he possibly could, Chad addressed David.

"Dude, you're turn."

The wrestler thought for a moment and then nodded. "Okay, I got it."

"Are you bigger then a bread box?"

"Nope."

"Are you smaller then a bread box?"

"The FUCK?" Jason sat up suddenly and turned to stare at Chad and David. His friends just shot him a bewildered look, but he didn't seem to notice. His eyes turned immediatly downward to Chad, and look of astonished and almost horrified confusion on Jason's face. "If he's not bigger then a bread box, then isn't he fucking going to be SMALLER then a fucking bread box? What the fuck are you doing wasting a question on that??"

"Well." Chad rolled his eyes and gave Jason an impatient look. "We'll just let him answer, won't we? David? Are you smaller then a bread box?"

There was a short pause before David finally answered. "..... no..."

"The fuck??" Jason's question once more resounded through the night. Chad, however, stroaked his goattee in honest consideration for a moment before a look of sudden realization passed his face.

"DUDE!" A huge grin split Chad's mouth, the dopey grin that he usually gave when he was about to embark upon noticing the obvious. "Are you a bread box???"

Jason only waited to hear David's affirmative reply before he once again beat his friends roughly with his pillow. Somehow the three managed to get some sleep that night, unlike the rest of the campers around them who were awaked at random parts of the entire conversation and spent the rest of their night trying to figure out just what the three were talking about.