Goodbye my lover. Goodbye my friend. You have been the one. You have been the one for me.
The Rumor Mill. "O". Insubordination. A night at the rose garden. Daddy and Peanut Butta Jelly Time. Stephen Lynch songs. The L.C.. The "Molestor Dance". "Even cool kids like me can be tricked". More deer than I've ever seen in my life. Water gun fights. Saying goodbye. Liquor and other camp-illegal substances. Michael, Dustin, Matthew and Thomas of Loxley. Beautiful sunsets and star gazing. Ramen Noodle hugs. Staff hill bonfires. "Slow Cheetah". Fast and fun times in Kyle's truck. Truth or Dare. The Beach. The Rumor Mill. Creepers. Random make outs. "You walk out there, walk back, and see if you feel like eating a hot dog! You feeling froggy, then jump!" Good morning hugs. Sam, Jacob, and Travis--T 76. *singing* "Cause you're in love with the medic!" Smores. Fired up, Fired Up, FIRED UP! Marshmallow wars. Get in the Zone--Manchester Zone! "It's Goin' Down". Florida Point. "No more stupid comments." LOADS of grab ass. Six Flags. Unshowered boys and sleeping naked. Homeward Bound. "The hot dogs are STILL in the truck bed." "They've got pizza!" The Rumor Mill. "I'm Joey Naylon. I play Ruinscape." Retarded scout and the hot dog skit. "Break Stuff" "Mutton. . .Mutton. . .Ewww!" "What if we walked in tomorrow and James was dead!? . . .THAT would suck." Ian, Barrett and Ricky--T 200. A.D.D comments. Lil' B. Rizzle. The Possesed Face. Poison ivy and chigger bites. Escaping the manhunt. "What are they going to do? Fire us?"--Staff motto. Friday night meetings at Nick's. Everyone quits the last week. Mental breakdowns. Fun with rockets and especially rocket engines--"Take the road. . .Do NOT get near that fire!" Gatorade bottle water bongs. Pookie. "BOOM--got it!" RANDOM hook-ups. The Rumor Mill. "Does 'beaver' have another meaning besides what I'm familiar with?" "'Beaver' is another name for a female's vagina." "Oh, well that's not the kind of 'beaver' that I'm interested in." *everyone at table cracks up* "My grandparents are from Big Sandy!" *ching*. Chuck Norris. Friday mornings=HELL. "I have to take a Saturday morning!" "I think it's time for all the boys around us to get topless!" Topless, sweaty boys grilling steaks. The dramatic wireless card "fight". Jokes about cancer. Nilla Bean. Sad clown. Basket weaving hell. And did I mention The Rumor Mill?
All right. . .so that's about all I can think of. I miss that place. I leave it with poison ivy scars covering my upper left arm. Legs that look like they've been to hell and back. Scabs, open wounds, and a shitload of itches. But most importantly, memories. I miss it there. The end.
All right. . .so that's about all I can think of. I miss that place. I leave it with poison ivy scars covering my upper left arm. Legs that look like they've been to hell and back. Scabs, open wounds, and a shitload of itches. But most importantly, memories. I miss it there. The end.