Leisl Testwuide's 8-year-old son wrote her the best letter from summer camp - and it was more about bodily functions than campfires, swimming or fireflies.
But it was HILARIOUS! Here's what he had to say:
Good you packt extra underwear since I had diyareeya. It got on my shoes but not my pillow. I'm having fun at camp and learning stuff.
I rock at winserfing and kyaking. I've ate more push-pops then anyone. I've ate 23 since Monday. Still two days left. 37 is the rekerd and I can beat it. Sweet!
I went horseback riding and the horse in front of me took 3 huge dumps. Smoke came off the poop. It was awesome.
I used my toothbrush to dig for werms. Don't freek out. The guy in the bottembunk lets me use his. Its safe. I don't know his name but he can burp the alphabit like me. A kid named Zack can burb the alphabit backwards. I'm practicing that.
We put oatmeel in the counsillor's baseball hat. It was pretty funny. Oatmeel is bad mom. Even with razins. I shot a riffel. I'm a good aimer. Can we get one when I get home. Did you know you can light farts on fire? I'll show you on Satterday.
Love, W xoxo
PS your spaketti is way better
PSS Tell my brothers to have lots of farts for Satterday."
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