I almost hit this

[T Pat]

Many many years ago I grew a crop on forest land, I spent a couple weeks in the woods scouting out locations. In the middle of one night I woke up to a heard of Razor Backs rooting for grubs a couple hundred feet from me. I was sleeping under a tree that had a couple of low hanging limbs that were canopy enough to keep the dew off me. That's the night that I learned there is no fast way to get out of a mummy bag. I got out of the bag and grabbed my boots and cloths and was trying to get some distance between the pigs and me, one of the big sows spotted me, let out a squeal and charged, I dropped everything and started climbing the tree I had been sleeping under, the friggin pig charged shook the tree, then her buddies joined in and fucked with me for a couple hours, they took turns slamming into the tree, using the tree and branches as scratching posts, squealing and digging around the tree.
I had visions that night of dieing in my underwear.