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Sep032011
I'm Magic.
Posted By 
Phil van Hest | Saturday, September 3, 2011
Phil van Hest | Saturday, September 3, 2011 
"Hey parents! Send us your children, and we'll send them back -- LOOKING LIKE THIS!"
The scene is very clear in my mind. It's the first night home from summer magic camp, and at about 3AM Mom wakes up to see her son standing on a chair next to the bed looking at her with the pictured expression.
"Mom," the kid whispers seductively. Before she can react, and after a perfectly disturbing pause, his eyes open ever so slightly wider as he breathes, "I'm magic."
Reader Comments (1)
MAGIC CAMP!!!!! I FUCKING WISH!!!! I went to computer camp in 1987, do you have any idea how fucking boring computers were in 1987? I was creating games that were essentially "Choose your own adventure" books on a computer, and for that I was given the "Programmer of the Summer award". It was like boredom being given to you intravenously but only when you weren't sweating your balls off considering the camp was run during the middle of the summer in the Marrieta Hot Springs (that's a desert with a boiling sulfur pool if you didn't know) . Not to worry though, in 1988 I went to BUSINESS CAMP!!! Yes my parents hated me, and they also were greedy capitalist pigs who listened to some jackass name Howard Ruff, for some reason Mr.Ruff ran a "Business orientated summer camp" and my parents were stupid enough to send me there (at the cost of thousands of dollars I'm sure). It gets better, the camp was located in PROVO UTAH!!!! EXCLUSIVELY RUN BY MORMONS!!!!!! Needless to say my end of the camp business model for a company that made Home AIDS tests didn't go over to well with the Mormon judges, I mean who cares about heathens dying of some disease we have never heard about right?!?!?!!!