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if we had your creative thinking when it comes to peace treaties and senate negotiations the world would be a much better place. but i’ll settle for k-fed on a bouncy mountain bike. that’s a good a place as any to start to cure many of the world’s ills. (did you see the rumor that britney is pregnant again?! it can’t possibly be another of k-fed’s, can it?)
First, this post was hilarious.
Second, as I attended camp for 7 years from age 11-17, two of those years as a “CILT”–camper in leadership training, just shy of being a cabin counselor–I relate to much of what you write.
Camp actually saved me from the gallows of regular school in which I was too artsy (weird) and unhip (not rich like all the other marin county kids) to fit in.
Good memories.
JPR
Someday, we’ll have to have a few beers and share camp stories. These, for me, would require special voice and pratfall effects that can’t be transmitted on line. And did you see The Passion of the Christ? We can get another round of beers over that one.
You are so funny! Thanks for the good laugh!
“It’s like rehab, jail, psych ward, and paradise, all rolled into one.”
sounds like fun, where do i sign up?