Confusing offtopic bullshit.

[VepaS]

Yes I did.

[Killgun]

Thought I'd post this here, since I feel you guys might appreciate my story.
So this camp I work at, its a day camp. And yesterday (8/14/13) to today, we had a sleepover night. We watched movies in camp all day until it ended, then we stayed after playing manhunt. At 8, we went to an arcade. we stayed there until one in the morning, when we got back. And that's where our tale begins...

So, in this camp, the group I work in is the oldest group. We have an awesome name, we're called the Apache Braves. Now, its an old camp tradition that the Apache Braves and the Apache Guides (the girls) prank each other every year by demolishing the other bunk.
Now, here's a quick detail. These places we stay in; they're called bunks. They are essentially old native american longhouses made out of steel rods and insanely thick white tarp. These bunks are huge; About 20 yards across, 4 yards horizontally, and 2 yards tall. The tarp is stabbed into the ground by a huge wood floor. the enterences are about 1 yard by 1 yard. There's one in the back, and one in the front. On the front one, there is the sign that says "Apache Braves" on it.
These kids were completely decked out with shaving cream, Axe spray, duct tape, toilet paper, silly string, talcum powder, shredded paper, sparkles...everything. We went light, taking only the duct tape, TP, silly string, sparkles, and paper. We completely trashed the place, duct taping the benches together and throwing them down the hill. We duct taped the back enterence at firt only. Then we finished up and went back to relax and chat. We do this for about 40 minutes before Alex (the head counselor of the group) busts into the room yelling, really fucking mad. He says he just saw the girls go to our bunk. We all start jeering and gathering up, to formulate a plan. This is where it gets intense, an all out war.
We take everything. Spray, cream, everything we brought, we took. We covered the ENTIRE FLOOR in a thick layer of shaving cream, and in every bunk theres a box with a heavy wood lid. We opened the lid, put a ton of axe cans on the edge, and dropped it, so the top was constantly pushing the buttons on the cans to it wouldn't stop spraying axe. We then dumped shitloads of paper and talcum powder all over, and the bunk smelled so bad, one of the kids invented a sort of gas mask that they made from one of the empty plastic bags, paper, a silly string can, and his shirt. Soon all the kids had gasmasks, even the adults did (there were 17 of us total) and we went crazy, fucking with everything they owned.
Once we finished, we ran back to relax again, happy and excited. I decided to take my favorite camper, Mark, to go see what they did to our bunk. When we arrived, it was madness, the floor was covered in a thick layer of mud, with paper, balloons, party streamers, and lip stick all over. It was brutal.
About an hour later, I took another camper, Enoch, to go add to the current damage. WHen we arrived at the girls bunk, though, it was madness. When we had left an hour before, we had duct taped the front enterence shut so no fumes would escape. I opened up a tiny door, prepared my gas mask, and went in.
It was a gas chamber. Literally. You could not see a single thing 3 inches in front of you, the fumes were so thick. The next day, the girls had to wait to clean it out because it was actually toxic. Surprisingly, it only took the boys an hour to clean up the entire bunk. It looked pretty good.

Hope you enjoyed. This is a true story with no editing whatsoever to the story line. It happened recently.

[Blackjack]

I built a dirt house today.

[amp]

I built a dirt house today.

I built a dirt house today too... In real life... I'm playing CraftLand in it right now...

[Faker]

I built a dirt house today.

I built a dirt house today too... In real life... I'm playing CraftLand in it right now...

Hmm, do you know what the sun is?

[Faker]

Thought I'd post this here, since I feel you guys might appreciate my story.
So this camp I work at, its a day camp. And yesterday (8/14/13) to today, we had a sleepover night. We watched movies in camp all day until it ended, then we stayed after playing manhunt. At 8, we went to an arcade. we stayed there until one in the morning, when we got back. And that's where our tale begins...

So, in this camp, the group I work in is the oldest group. We have an awesome name, we're called the Apache Braves. Now, its an old camp tradition that the Apache Braves and the Apache Guides (the girls) prank each other every year by demolishing the other bunk.
Now, here's a quick detail. These places we stay in; they're called bunks. They are essentially old native american longhouses made out of steel rods and insanely thick white tarp. These bunks are huge; About 20 yards across, 4 yards horizontally, and 2 yards tall. The tarp is stabbed into the ground by a huge wood floor. the enterences are about 1 yard by 1 yard. There's one in the back, and one in the front. On the front one, there is the sign that says "Apache Braves" on it.
These kids were completely decked out with shaving cream, Axe spray, duct tape, toilet paper, silly string, talcum powder, shredded paper, sparkles...everything. We went light, taking only the duct tape, TP, silly string, sparkles, and paper. We completely trashed the place, duct taping the benches together and throwing them down the hill. We duct taped the back enterence at firt only. Then we finished up and went back to relax and chat. We do this for about 40 minutes before Alex (the head counselor of the group) busts into the room yelling, really fucking mad. He says he just saw the girls go to our bunk. We all start jeering and gathering up, to formulate a plan. This is where it gets intense, an all out war.
We take everything. Spray, cream, everything we brought, we took. We covered the ENTIRE FLOOR in a thick layer of shaving cream, and in every bunk theres a box with a heavy wood lid. We opened the lid, put a ton of axe cans on the edge, and dropped it, so the top was constantly pushing the buttons on the cans to it wouldn't stop spraying axe. We then dumped shitloads of paper and talcum powder all over, and the bunk smelled so bad, one of the kids invented a sort of gas mask that they made from one of the empty plastic bags, paper, a silly string can, and his shirt. Soon all the kids had gasmasks, even the adults did (there were 17 of us total) and we went crazy, fucking with everything they owned.
Once we finished, we ran back to relax again, happy and excited. I decided to take my favorite camper, Mark, to go see what they did to our bunk. When we arrived, it was madness, the floor was covered in a thick layer of mud, with paper, balloons, party streamers, and lip stick all over. It was brutal.
About an hour later, I took another camper, Enoch, to go add to the current damage. WHen we arrived at the girls bunk, though, it was madness. When we had left an hour before, we had duct taped the front enterence shut so no fumes would escape. I opened up a tiny door, prepared my gas mask, and went in.
It was a gas chamber. Literally. You could not see a single thing 3 inches in front of you, the fumes were so thick. The next day, the girls had to wait to clean it out because it was actually toxic. Surprisingly, it only took the boys an hour to clean up the entire bunk. It looked pretty good.

Hope you enjoyed. This is a true story with no editing whatsoever to the story line. It happened recently.

Long story short, you went to camp.

[Slash]

Long story short, you went to camp.

Noooo it was not all about "just going to camp" it was a cool and hilarious Prank...while they were at Camp!

[Banana_Cannon]

He means that type of thing is what happens at camp.

[Blackjack]

What a shame, this got down to below 5th place in offtopic.

[Joyman533]

who cares anyway?

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