Well, she's a girl....
(Flame-retardant suit on)
Remote area, very few people within miles of her.
10 feet off the trail (for curtesy of future travellers), scoop, poop, and shovel; get back on the trail and go home.
Well, she’s a girl....
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All that means is she would ask for directions, but there was nobody to ask.
I resemble that remark.
I really do get lost often but I seem to have some kind of homing beacon if I just calm down.
“But really how far off trail do you have to go to tinkle to get lost?”
Well, she’s a girl....
(Flame-retardant suit on)>>> and the line was long