I went to...Rockin' Barbershop Camp... but I did have a good time, there were a lot of really funny things that happened, A friend I made there went peeing in the lake, then the girl he liked came over while he peeing and he freaked out, for obvious reasons.
I spent maybe 20 hours standing the entire weekend, and 15 hours singing, so my voice and legs are completly shot. a bunch of the guys in my cabin came up with a way to make fun of this keener that was moving in on the guys girl, we called him DK (Short for Douche Knocker) and the weirdest thing happened on the last day. It was raining and we were all in a beachside gazebo (Me, 4 friends, the girl the guy liked and her two friends, and 3 bimbos and their 2 friends that the guys were hitting on from the first day) when DK came over with a girl that looked like an emo version of the girl the guy liked, and finally, when we were about to go home, waiting in the girl's mom's car, he just runs over and opens the door and starts talking to us, it was just weird.

Other honerable mentions were Pitch Pipe girl, Orange shoes kid, Not-so-Hilarious Darious, Motzart kid who got 2 hours of sleep the entire trip, and the two kids who were supposed to be in our cabin but decided to sleep in a different cabin for no explained reason.

It got even funnier after curfew, Someone started reading from his book, the first chapter he read was "Tucker Fucks a fat chick".
and on the last day we found a chipmunk inside our cabin, everyone sorta fliped out for some reason im not sure of.

Motzart kid was weird though, he came to camp knowing 120 tags (endings of songs) all the songs perfectly, knowing like 200 other songs, and he knew all the parts to each.

We were also being taught by "Prestiege"...They were Douche Knockers. Nick, my member couldn't even pronounce the words right. He kept singing Sterling Strings instead of Stiring Strain and so half of the group didn't even learn the right words. the Girls were taught by "Last minute" where they learned to dance around on risers...that was it, they didn't even learn how to sing the songs.

Actully, I called him motzart kid before I knew anything about him, his hair was just motzart-ish, its funny cause he was pretty tone-deaf too.

I did have a blast, except in the cafeteria, there was a guy who never gave anyone good food, He reached over an entire tray of fresh cod to pick up this old piece to give to my camp counsler and I asked him for a burger so he gave me BBQ chicken.

Then the Soda Machine broke down and started to only spray out syurp, nasty. But I Mixed a bunch of drinks together to find what would taste good...Ginger Ale, Seirra mist and Rasberry Ice tea tasted really...Clean...

I don't know, it just tasted clean. The cafeteria guy was an ass though, he walked right past the burgers to get to the Chicken.

No, we didn't want to upset the people who sent us here, it would normaly cost 150$, but my school got sponsered so we get in for free.

Nope, we got sponsered for the entire tirp, its a good thing too, it was fun, but not 150 dollars fun.