Corpse Run 233: Perfection Personified
On my way out of the theater (having just seen The Dark Knight Rises) a girl happened to be picking out all these tiny little issues with the movie. I’ve gotta say, it was pretty awesome.
So, over the last few weeks, the other members of the camp’s head staff and I have been planning Color War, a three day competition where the entire camp is split up into two teams.
After a barrage of fireworks and a burning “CW” sign, Color War just broke about two hours ago!
Over the next few days, these guys are going to experience hurt, pain, bad blood, super sadness, etc.
There is another thing that they will have to contend with: me.
During the night, a few counselors from each team stay up to paint banners, complete rosters, write Armenian skits, and what-have-you. Generally, doing all this work in a tent out in the middle of the woods is pretty scary.
It’ll be even scarier when I show up around 3am unannounced and start scratching at their tents…
Back in the day, when I happened to be a Color War General (team leader) I spent the first night of Color War painting my team’s flag. Since I was going without sleep, I was pretty sloppy and got paint all over my hands.
Normally, this isn’t a problem, a bit of soap and it’s gone.
Unfortunately, soap (and showers) are not afforded to generals during the war.
To my incredible luck, nature called while I was painting and I had to step out into the woods to relieve myself.
Which I did.
With super paint covered hands.
Upon realizing that my genitals were covered in paint, I yelled out into the cool, crisp mountain night, “THERE’S PAINT ON MY DICK!”
Oh, camp… what lovely memories you gave me…
Can you explain Color War a bit further? I feel like with no explanation it sounds very racist. Also I’m curious as to what it is.
Color War is an event, usually held at the end of the summer, at tons and tons of summer camps. Each camp’s war will be a bit different; in terms of our camp, it last three days and includes sporting events, artistic competitions, etc.
The event gets the name color war due to the fact that each team gets a color; at our camp it’s Gold and Blue.
That bit with the tents sound fun. 😀
Oh… it’s been *very* fun so far =P
I probably would’ve done the same mistake as well…
Is that really your type of girl? 😀
Honestly, being super critical is only awesome when applied to meaningless things like background nonsense in movies.
If a girl was super critical of *everything* in life… well, I don’t think that would be a turn on.
Then again, I’m not really a prize catch either…
You’re plenty of girl’s fantasies, man. You’re cute, lanky, run an awesome fun webcomic.. >_> I’ll just shut up there to not dig my own hole deeper.
If it was a pure oxygen environment the cigarette wouldn’t even light let alone blow anything up.
Last time I went to camp and we had a color war, we had a canoe race across the lake that ended in hitting each other with the paddles T-T not a good memory… my skin hurts just thinking about it :/
So…did you get her number?
Were you the Blue General? Does it look like you’ve humped a Smurf?
“Upon realizing that my genitals were covered in paint, I yelled out into the cool, crisp mountain night, “THERE’S PAINT ON MY DICK!”
Didn’t anyone ever tell you, Color War is hell.
I feel you there. The people who nitpick about movies amuse me almost as much as the movies themselves. It’s so easy to just say “shut up and enjoy the movie”, but watching people argue about how illogical/improbable something is brings joy of a different kind.
apropro–> http://www.cracked.com/article_20012_if-dark-knight-rises-was-10-times-shorter-more-honest.html?wa_user1=2&wa_user2=Movies+%26+TV&wa_user3=article&wa_user4=feature_module