My camp family is the absolute best.
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'Nuff said. Last night, a few of us gathered together at Chevy's lovely home to eat dinner, play some games, watch a movie, and snack on delicious foods. Details, please?
Sure.
Dinner menu: Think even numbered-weeks Wednesday lunch... No, really. Hamburgers, cajun blood juice (red juice that Chevy decided not to dilute at all) & watermelon for dessert. We even gave a silent cheer after slopping the meal.
Game: Truth or Dare Jenga (embarrassing stories, Lady Gaga dancing, broom/exercise ball dancing, belly dancing, tickle fights, ugly haircuts, etc.)
Movie: The Sound of Music
Snacks: Ice cream in little bowls; chips & dip
Mrs. A: "Daniel, could you guys please cook these burgers?"
Daniel: "Of course! We are camp counselors."
Mrs. A: "Could you-"
All: "Yes, we're camp counselors."
Mrs. A: "Could-"
All: "Yep, we're camp counselors!"
Mrs. A: "Cou-"
All: "Ha, yes, obviously. We are camp counselors..."
-- 8/14/2010
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