I'm outta this sense-forsaken dump!
 

(I'll miss you, see you Friday, take care of beest for me....)

I'm going here with 100 teenagers.

I may be drunk upon my return to the cellar. let me know if you notice that....

jealous!

Have a good time!

Have a great time! But 100 teenagers?!? :3_eyes:

Wow. That looks nice!

hee hee - she's going to Wolverine!

have fun monnie!!!!

That's probably why she'll be drunk upon return... :3eye:

Sounds like an awesome place...

... But not the sort of place 100 teenagers would willingly go.

Should we expect to hear something, about this, on the news? Mass-Cult-Suicide, perhaps?

Though I don't have any child, I remember the time when I was a teenager...



And the first word that comes to mind is .... Monster

Don't forget your mukluks.

hee hee - HLJ said "mukluks"

I'd just as soon put a gun in my mouth. 100 teenagers. Here is your sanity--->:Flush:

my sentiments exactly. not only teenagers but wildernessy camping stuff (shudders).

Swingin' on the outhouse door :celebrat:

The sooner the teens are gone from this house the better. I hope you return with your sanity.

I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! bus pulled in at school about an hour ago, first beer is halfway down....

I have all sorts of strange bruises.


fuck, I have to be up early tomorrow for Science Olympiad! :lol:

Congrats on your Survival Camp! Welcome home. Have a cold one for me.

I'm on #5 now....

(that's a little fast, isn't it?)

No.

Not at all.

I would have never made it.

Well done.

Would you ever do it again?

I must ... This was the first in a series of six......

(Three kids, two grades between each, 7/8 grade class, this first trip with oldest as 7th-grader....)

UGGGGGGG!

6?!?!? are you frigging kidding me?

No frigging way.

Send beer. Lots of beer.

Five beers in 90 minutes ... sounds kinda fast, but how big were they?

Shot glasses. Really...:)

12oz. number 6 now. ready for bed...

yes, six, but next year is Chicago... they alternate.....

btw, I have tales to tell......
I am the chaperone from hell.....
all trouble seems attached to me
I reduced camper numbers by three

well, nearly.

monster's back!

Regale us with tales of camping
And pics, if you feel like vamping
But the biggest question on my mind is
Why'd you have to go and kill three kids?

They wouldn't let me kill the suckers
Though I tried hard, really
One, he just kept wandering off
and he got sent home early

Ask not why three were slain,
Ask rather how 97 remain!

Though wisely questioned, oh zengum one
The answer is quite easy
After we dug the first shallow grave
We started to feel right queazy

So we went inside and made coffee
and wagered the "six foot rule"
would tempt the sods to go way too close
and get drownded in the pool

And their nasty corpsies one-by-one
would float far far downstream
But alack! Alas! 'Twere not to be
Like Pam Ewing, 'twas a dream

:lol2:

Waiting to hear the stories...:D

There once was a girl from Ann Arbor
Who didn't want kids in the harbor
The campers that she
Had reduced by three
Had only just gone to the barber.

Eh, I got nuttin'. I can't beat monster's poem up thar!