Meghan's no good, very bad, horrible day

Meghan was in no mood for jokes, so when Chuck said, "hey, some people pay hundreds of dollars for a mud treatment," she just glared at him.

She and her friends, Chuck, Zoey, and Rob had gone camping. Meghan had sunk to her neck in a pit of mud, and when she was pulled out, all of her clothes were sucked of. At least she saved her shoes as she had taken them off when she thought she was just going to walk across a small, shallow muddy spot.

She walked back to the camp. The mud stank of dirt and rotting leaves. "Where's the shower?"

"Shower?" asked her friend Zoey.

"Yeah, is there a place to shower?"

"This is nature," said Zoey. We were only going to spend two days, and we did bring some wipes.

"Wipes? You think wipes will get all of this off?"

"It is starting to dry," said Rob.

"That's just great! Could this day get any worse?!"

Little did she know...