What Klondike Wanted Was A Sexy Date Night…He Got a Child
And by Moby Dick, I mean it’s destined to become a literary classic to be cherished for years (at least a day or two) by the highest of intellectual institutions in the land (only the internet).
Summer camp is a time for parents to get a break from their kids and kids to learn about the joys of poison ivy, horseback riding and bb guns. (Summer camps still have BB guns, right? This IS America.) It’s also a time for young boys to relish the humor in of the horse dumps that accompany said horseback riding.
The owner of ScaryMommy blog, Liesl Testwuid, sent her son off to summer camp and received this letter shortly after. Eating records were broken, farts were lit on fire and an overall awesome time was had.
Finally, I understand math.
The only thing your kid is gonna need after these things is therapy.
I mean… He’s not wrong.
Sign of the Apocalpse #45601: Sexy Toddlers
The kid is a master of deception. Play close attention to the footage…
He needs to work on his squats anyways.
I’ll try to write a joke here once I’m done crying.
Knock, knock. Hey, sport. Are you busy? Well, just take a quick homework break. We need to talk.
Yes, “the talk.”
I know, I know, this is a bit awkward. But you’re growing up and as your father I need to tell you about, uh, how the world works. I just want to make sure you have all the facts. About jay-walking.
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