Thirtysome years ago, I was a patrolman at a campground. I was making a midnight foot patrol, and saw six guys sitting at their picnic table, inside a screentent. Their Coleman lantern was on, and as I got closer, I could see that they were all holding playing cards...but no one was moving or talking. Nothing--just sitting stock still. I was trying to figure out what kind of cardgame they were playing, when I got close enough to see the skunk that had wandered in under the flap. It was under the table eating all the dropped Doritos, etc. I didn't hang around to see if the skunk made it out OK, but I didn't smell anything from that site the next day...Sure was good for a laugh.