I have a few actually:
Having some huge ass headphones on, listening to Steve Miller (not sure why) teetering on sleep, and having Gibby shaking my tent to wake me up. I joked earlier in the night that I had a catheter in a combat lifesaver bag in my truck to help Mr. Koter help Mrs. Kooter from peeing in the camper when she passed out. Gibby thought I was serious and came seeking an IV for someone else we will refer to as the "one eyebrowed wild turkey wrangler".
Walking through the freaking dark with PCR looking for a needle in the haystack.
Some man performing services on an inflatable sheep.
WRF telling people off because they don't know what WRF stands for.
Creating the "Truck of Truth" with a .50, 7.62 (hillary) and 5.56.