Journey Entry #5

Captains Log: It was a day like any other day in the tundra when we found our popsicle of a friend lying in the pale snow 30 meters off from our camp. It was about nine o' clock when we first started looking, the search only took half an' hour. I thought it was actually humorous how much he looked like a glazed icicle. One of the boys personaly thought that he died of stupidity, and not of the cold. "Oh well" I said " He couldn't support himself and now he's paid for his dullness." The boys laughed and we all headed back to camp leaving him there to stay frozen until the spring thaw.