Dear mom and dad, gay camp sure is fun! Tonight it was my friend’s birthday and they served cut Kettle chips salt and black pepper flavor. And the counselor sneaked in whiskey into my bunk. He’s giving me a backrub now so I should probably get going. Love not drugs, Charlie
Tags: gay camp, is it abuse if you want it, kettle chips, repressed memories, whiskey
November 22, 2008 at 2:02 PM
i thought you liked my backrubs (?) you just weren’t supposed to write to your parents about it…