What's the deal with camping?

It's camping season! It is time for the camp to be the home for me while I am out of my home. I shall look forward to the setting up of tent and other camping accouterments and getting dirty with dirt, dust, ash, filth, bugs, sticks, stickbugs, leaves, barks, grass, weeds, sap, water, and woodchuck semen (ask yer granddad). The best part is when after you have setted up all the stuff then you can finally set up yer chair and have a nice sit and say "ahhhh, ain't this the life." Then you get up and squirm into the tent and go to sleep because it's dark out and yer tired!

That's the thing, though. What was it possibly like back in the Olde Times before yer granddad when nobody had no electricity or glo-stix? How it must've gotten so dark without lights? I realize of course that the peoples had fires and lamps and such, but still, when it got dark, it got dark? And when it gets dark, you can't no see nothing? So you gets all sleepypie and goes nighty night in the beddy bye.

Also, back in those old days, when it gets to be gettin' dark out there, that was when the crazy drunk stuff happened. Empty whiskey bottles clang down to the wood floor and bearded men said things like, "Goddammit," or "ah shit," as things go wrong. Some times you heard a bonk and then a "whoopsy daisy" followed by another thump. Other times, you'd a heard humping noises. That's because people were humping, and they had to be drunk because everybody was so ugly and smelly back in those old days.