Over the years, Americans in particular have been all too willing to squander their hard-earned independence and freedom for the illusion of feeling safe under someone else's authority. The concept of self-sufficiency has been undermined in value over a scant few generations. The vast majority of the population seems to look down their noses upon self-reliance as some quaint dusty relic, entertained only by the hyperparanoid or those hopelessly incapable of fitting into mainstream society.
All survival situations revolve around a host of variables...Always adapt, think positive, and move forward.
Knowledge is Power, and it's very lightweight.
The more survival skills an individual has that have been practiced physically and otherwise, the better odds they have for those skills coming to the forefront during a stressful emergency.
So do you want a turd sandwich or a turd sandwich with mustard. I'd go with the mustard, but still, it's a turd sandwich.
Moral of the story: try to get things right, figure out what's going wrong with the scenario, and don't give up.
Holy smoke! We lost our last match and there's a storm coming! Party On! A flash flood swept away all our gear and we're twenty miles from the trailhead! Party On! My femur bone's sticking through my skin and I've gotta cross that river! Party On!
We can't move quickly. You move quick out here and you die quick.
I feel like a nude little piece of white meat out here.
The vast majority of the population seems to look down their noses upon self-reliance as some quaint dusty relic, entertained only by the hyperparanoid or those hopelessly incapable of fitting into mainstream society.
The irony here is we're looking for water and we're looking out for water. Without it you die, and with too much of it you die.
Where there is water, there are people.
I know I look like a piece of sausage to those lions. A sausage with braids.
I'm all for the path of least resistance.
So I'm pampering myself to a homemade stone pumice session, to sand down my feet because I'm worth it.
You get diarrhea out here, you dehydrate from the inside out - you leave the gene pool.
It's like I'm in a closet in a college dorm room.
You're my depth gauge. If I see your hat floatin', I'll stop.
Rat is a lot like duck, except with a wonderfully nutty flavor.
We need to look for water. Water, water, water, water.
If I don't have s*** in my pocket now, you'll have s*** in your pants later.
I feel like a tick on a dog.
It's like walking on a 1970 blaze orange shag carpet in a kitchen.
It's like walking through someone's small intestine.
We need to get out of this fetid pusshole and get to some higher ground.
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