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My husband just reminded me of our "honeymoon" trip when I told him what I was
posting and said I should share this story too. Sheesh!
His boss thought it would be hilarious to dump a 25 pound bag of uncooked white
rice in our car during the wedding.  That's right.....25 pounds!  We did the
best we could to get it out of there but it was in the vents, under the seats,
in the trunk, door pockets....everywhere.  We were so busy planning our trip a
few days later, we just did not get it all out of the car.  We went camping for
a couple of nights, then planned on going to the beach for a couple of days. 
We were loading up the car and had all 4 doors open.  I reach in the back seat
to place a bag of food in and all of a sudden the chipmunk from hell comes
straight at me.....full speed.  I scream and run away.  Husband comes running
"what what what??!!"  I said...."there was something in the car!  It jumped at
me!!!! I am not going over there!!!"  He picks up a stick (lol) and cautiously
walks towards the car.....just then another chipmunk comes out.....cheeks FULL
and scampers off.  He starts laughing.  He says "the rice!  They are gathering
the rice!"  I walk over....peer in the back window and there are 3 more in
there packing their cheeks full of rice!  Lmao!  He says "hell...let 'em have
it, it saves me from doing it"  A few minutes later the park ranger shows up
and asks if we are ok, someone heard a scream.  We point at the car, he walks
over, sees the chipmunks and says "what the hell is in your car?"  We say in
unison "rice".  He slaps his thigh and starts laughing "newlyweds?" "yep"  he
looks at me and says "YOU better write this in the wedding book, so you can
remember it 50 years from now!"  I smile and say "oh I will NEVER forget this!"
 We chatted for a few more minutes watching the chipmunks gather rice, pretty
soon we have a small crowd with cameras out watching and taking pictures.  The
ranger assured a few concerned people that the rice would not harm the
chipmunks.  We finally figured all the chipmunks were out of the car and my
husband starts shutting doors.  He looks under the seats, makes a bunch of
noise....all clear.  As I start to get in, wouldn't you know....another little
fur ball with big fat cheeks hauls ass out from under the seat.  I say " I
swear, if we start driving and one of those things climbs up my leg, you won't
need to remember anything in 50 years....you won't live that long!"  The ranger
leans down, smiles and says "ah, married life" =)