If I were ever attacked by a mountain lion while camping with my wife and our two toddlers--and survived--what would I do next?
Well, since we're all about honesty here at GTC Headquarters, I would probably pack everybody in the car and cruise by the nearest whiskey vendor on my way to the hospital.
Were I some sort of fantastic moron, I would instead spend the night at the attack site, in a flimsy pop-up camper, with my helpless children marinating in a crib filled with gravy.
Okay, so this guy wasn't that dumb, but he was close!
Question of the day: What kind of asshole brings a chainsaw camping?
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