I’m Trying to Remember the Plot of the Film “Camp”

The movie pans out and shows Beverly singing a powerful song. Everybody is at the camp. There’s a guy, let’s call him “Spiky Hair Gerald,” is looking in the mirror and doing karate. It’s pretty funny. The camp is for dorks because not only are they at a musical camp, they’re at a camp at… Continue reading I’m Trying to Remember the Plot of the Film “Camp”

Letter to St. Margaret’s School for Boys… and Girls Now II

Dear jerk school of jerking off,   This letter is to inform you that I did not steal a diamond necklace. I merely found the sucker. I’m writing this from my personal prison hell or as the authorities like to say, “detention.” I’m writing this to proclaim my innocence in the manner. I found the… Continue reading Letter to St. Margaret’s School for Boys… and Girls Now II

Letter to St. Margaret’s School for Boys… and Girls Now

Dear stupid school,   This letter isn’t to talk about the lunch selection at school. This is about my arch nemesis. The first time I saw Stephen, he painted a hex sign on my right arm, and I couldn’t move my fingers for three hours. He insisted he “didn’t do anything” to me. That he… Continue reading Letter to St. Margaret’s School for Boys… and Girls Now