What. In. The. World. Is. With. Your. Roads? Seriously though. Our eggs were scrambled in the fridge when we got to camp, if Digby would have had pants on, they definitely would have fallen off from all the shaking, and he needs to wear pants, this is a strong hint on that. Cover yourself man!
The drive to the Pennsylvania place was interesting. Lots of farms and pretty scenery because I saw myself in the mirror, and the persons packed plenty of snacks this time. We are starting to learn how to road trip the right way! The only thing I would say I had to complain about was the stench of the persons not showering that morning and Digby’s normal pantless stench. Again, cover yourself, man! Why didn’t the persons take a shower before we left? Let’s see. I had to arrest the campground showers before we left that New York place. Which made the roads in Pennsylvania only receive a warning because it made this look pale in comparison like Digby’s pantless self.
Let me summarize the camp shower situation in New York.
- Sign on sink to not put “dog droppings” in the trash. Really y’all?
- One shower for boys. One for girls. For the whole camp. Really y’all? Ok, when I am mad my southern accent comes out. Deal.
- Persons in the above mentioned showers that drag an extension cord in the shower to charge their phones while in the shower.
- Persons in the showers with the above mentioned extension cord eating their lunch in said shower in not mentioned yet gross bathroom minus dog droppings which would have probably made it smell better.
- Do I need to say more? Stopping mysel
The persons decided not showering would probably be the right way to go in this situation. What is the point of this New York arrest before we even start our Pennsylvania exploring? I had to get it out of my system because we never want to speak of it again or never. Or ever. Sometimes you have to move on. And we did. So Pennsylvania? Again, you are on warning for your roads, but we are ready to have a great, great time! Anyone know where I can buy Digby some pants? Come on now…get in the mood for Pennsylvania!!! Sing with me! Or…You. Are. Arrested.
-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle
