21 Jul 2016

This Boy’s Camp Letters To His Mom Are Beyond Words (3 pics)

“Dear Mom
Good you packt extra underwear. Since I had diyareeya. It got on my shoes but not my pillow. I’m having fun at camp and learning stuff. I rock at winserfing and kyaking. I’ve ate more push-pops then anyone. I’ve ate 23 since Monday. Still two days left.”
“37 is the rekerd and I can beat it. Sweet! I went horseback riding and the horse in front of me took 3 huge dumps. Smoke came off the poop. It was awesome I used my toothbrush to dig for werms. Don’t freek out. The guy in the bottem bunk lets me use his. Its safe. I don’t know his name but he can burp the alphabit like me. A kid named Zack can burp the alphabit backwords. I’m practising that. We put oatmeel in the counsillor’s baseball hat. It was pretty funny.”

“Oatmeel is bad mom. Even with razins. I shot a riffel. I’m a good aimer. Can we get one when I get home?
Did you know you can light farts on fire? I’ll show you on Saterday.
Love,
W xoxo
PS your spaketti is way better PSS Tell my brothers to have lots of farts for Satterday”