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synnoveaevaelMonday.
Monday. Yes. Monday. Today is Mint Julip day on the Battlefield day in our camp. I did this last year. I felt like sleeping. So I slept!
Long haired Mike & Meaghan :D
Lucky!
Leigh-Anna!
Awww... so cute in the kitchen.
Amanda!
Okay. So... This is just a treat. Steven and his reading of "Nay Say Nay". Or as our camp dubbed it "Ode to a Date Rape". Enjoy.
So, the battlefield. I don't know what battles these are cause, well, I wasn't there ;)
Mint Julip plaguebowl. *nomnomnom*
Liam!
Gene has hit "Mongolian garb" time. This is when he rocks the robe and nothing else for the rest of war ;)
Amanda Lynn & Big Joe :D
Liam!
Plaguebowl!! Jen routinely gets us fucked up on this shit every year.
Dah Hedgies.
Amanda!
So, on the way back, Squish took pix of the lake :)
Our little yellow bus. We were downgraded from a regular bus that we would routinely fill, to a short bus. I think they were trying to tell us Boggies & Swampies something.
Comin' down the hill..
Well, while I was down at the camp. We got drunk.
Me wandering around taking pix.
Steven's tent.
Gene & Amanda's yurt!
Savannah, *rawr*!
Draven!
Gordon had a small session of torturing Meaghan. I don't know if it's torture if you enjoy it, but whatever.
See! Squish coming back!
So. We got sloppie drunk. Like. Sloppie drunk.
And we all started playing this game. It's like, if Pictionary and telephone had a baby on paper. You start off writing a sentence. Then you pass it to your right. And someone draws a picture of your sentence. Then they fold down the original sentence, and pass it to the right. Then that person has to write a sentence based on the pictures. Oh dear the chaos. Everything turns into sex.
Be patient with my videography skills. I was shitfaced. Fucking scumble.
Gene was amused.
So. Still drunk. Everyone sitting around talking. And Josh talking loudly over me trying to tape some singin'.
So. After this, there were cries of BARE NAKED HEDGIE TIME, BARE NAKED HEDGIE TIME!, (sing it along to "Peanut butter jelly time") and we wandered off to the Classic. The Classic is a large swelling of the stream that is in the swamp. It gets hot at Pennsic. We all go nekkid swimmin' down in the Classic. Poor Revelwood routinely has to see our naked asses since their camp is RIGHT fucking there.
Much lesbianness ensued. I love the Classic. Anyrate, when we came back, Amanda was cold and smashed.
Observe.
I did henna. Cause why not?
I leave you with this tidbit. Big Joe snoring.
Monday. Yes. Monday. Today is Mint Julip day on the Battlefield day in our camp. I did this last year. I felt like sleeping. So I slept!
Long haired Mike & Meaghan :D
Lucky!
Leigh-Anna!
Awww... so cute in the kitchen.
Amanda!
Okay. So... This is just a treat. Steven and his reading of "Nay Say Nay". Or as our camp dubbed it "Ode to a Date Rape". Enjoy.
So, the battlefield. I don't know what battles these are cause, well, I wasn't there ;)
Mint Julip plaguebowl. *nomnomnom*
Liam!
Gene has hit "Mongolian garb" time. This is when he rocks the robe and nothing else for the rest of war ;)
Amanda Lynn & Big Joe :D
Liam!
Plaguebowl!! Jen routinely gets us fucked up on this shit every year.
Dah Hedgies.
Amanda!
So, on the way back, Squish took pix of the lake :)
Our little yellow bus. We were downgraded from a regular bus that we would routinely fill, to a short bus. I think they were trying to tell us Boggies & Swampies something.
Comin' down the hill..
Well, while I was down at the camp. We got drunk.
Me wandering around taking pix.
Steven's tent.
Gene & Amanda's yurt!
Savannah, *rawr*!
Draven!
Gordon had a small session of torturing Meaghan. I don't know if it's torture if you enjoy it, but whatever.
See! Squish coming back!
So. We got sloppie drunk. Like. Sloppie drunk.
And we all started playing this game. It's like, if Pictionary and telephone had a baby on paper. You start off writing a sentence. Then you pass it to your right. And someone draws a picture of your sentence. Then they fold down the original sentence, and pass it to the right. Then that person has to write a sentence based on the pictures. Oh dear the chaos. Everything turns into sex.
Be patient with my videography skills. I was shitfaced. Fucking scumble.
Gene was amused.
So. Still drunk. Everyone sitting around talking. And Josh talking loudly over me trying to tape some singin'.
So. After this, there were cries of BARE NAKED HEDGIE TIME, BARE NAKED HEDGIE TIME!, (sing it along to "Peanut butter jelly time") and we wandered off to the Classic. The Classic is a large swelling of the stream that is in the swamp. It gets hot at Pennsic. We all go nekkid swimmin' down in the Classic. Poor Revelwood routinely has to see our naked asses since their camp is RIGHT fucking there.
Much lesbianness ensued. I love the Classic. Anyrate, when we came back, Amanda was cold and smashed.
Observe.
I did henna. Cause why not?
I leave you with this tidbit. Big Joe snoring.
