Request for a different policy on (game-changing) specific item camps

[YendorLootmonkey]

The scene is a peaceful morning... just before the break of dawn. The old man and his son had gotten up hours before to rig up the boat and find the perfect fishing spot. It was the one just beyond the reeds, under the shade of an overhanging tree. Last summer, they had caught over 30 fish in one day between the two of them.

Shortly after the first catch of the day, their friends had gently rowed over from the landing and joined them in the bountiful fishing spot. All four enjoyed a quiet story and a beer -- the young lad sipped from a half-empty Capri Sun juice packet -- while they reeled in the most magnificent specimen of fish they had ever laid eyes on.

Soon, just before noon, it was time for the father and son to leave. Some more friends would soon be there to take advantage of the mid-day fishing, so there would be plenty of fish at the church-sponsored fish fry tonight.

"Dad," the young boy said. "Can we--"

Suddenly, without warning, Kika Maslyaka, who had been waiting around on the other side of the reeds for the last two hours, completely miffed that someone had gotten that perfect fishing spot first, roared up in a twin-engine speedboat with "Round and Round" by RATT blaring in the background, and shouted "YOU THERE, GET THE F@#$ OUT! MY TURN NOW!" After firing several warning shots across their bow from a previously-holstered Walther PPK pistol, Kika added "YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH FISH FOR THE DAY. GET OUT OF THAT SPOT. IT'S G&DD$MN MINE!!!!"