With Summer Break almost here, it won't be long before parents will be looking for an excuse to pawn off the rugrats onto someone else for a little peace and quiet. Flossip has a nice post up giving parents information about local camps.
Not to be outdone by the female Florentine lookalike for Tim the Toolman Taylor's mysterious neighbor, the BTPC is providing you with info on our favorite summer camp, where we in fact were named King of Sexual Awareness Week two years straight.
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When I'm bored, I take a case of wine over to my friend's house and get introduced to all the Puerto Rican girls who are dying to meet me.
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I am an expert in Post-Civil War Reconstruction, a veteran of Greenwood Baseball, and an outlaw in Murrell's Inlet.
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I have driven from Texarkana to Atlanta in 28 hours. I had no fatalities during my brief career on the safety patrol.