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Zachery

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Guys, did any of you ever go to a YMCA daycare? THEY SUCK. (I'm just bringing this up because im bored.) When I was little, my mom made me go to this Greenoll camp in Brookfield, CT (I lived in Bethel), and MAN, did that place suck BALLS.

1. The Counselors
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Absolute fuckheads. They dont really give a fuck about you as long as they get their paycheck. If you so much as said, for example 'stupid' they would make you go down on the ground, and seperatley pick up 5000 blades of grass, one by one, putting them into a pile. Or, they took their 30 pound backpacks (literally) and made you stand for ten minutes with one on one hand and one on the other
holding them out sideways. If you don't know, after the first 3 minutes, that REALLY REALLY is a fucking pain. By the way; 3 of the counselors got arrested for child abuse.

2. The Campers
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Even more fuckheaded than the fuckhead counselors. They wobble around on their stomache with their fat little heads and tiny arms. They complain, complain, complain, get into trouble, punch you in the balls, pour sand down your back, and then go home and eat 15 pounds of McDonalds then shit it out the next day. The process reapeats. I call it 'The Circle of Fat YMCA Kids'; thankyou, thankyou.

I tried to run away while they were playing 4 square, and slamming it 50 feet high on us, but the fuckhead counselor saw me. I ran down the hill; he ran after me. At the bottom I tried to dupe him by turning back really suddenly, but he managed to get me. I think I should of drop kicked him, kicked him in the balls, take off the mask, change my shirt, and it would of gone perfect :thumbsup:



There are more reasons, I will edit this post later, but now im too tired.

Also, my brother's 2 friends went to this other camp, and it was even worse. One of his friends brought a metal baseball bat to protect himself.
 
I used to live in Columbia. It's a little town outside Willimantic. I went to the Monte SSori school out there and it was fucking weird. It was like an uncomfortable environment. It sort of felt like you would get cornered by someone and get molested. After moving out of CT I later found out that the head counselor was a lesbian. :confused: Go Figure
 
damn .. yeah I remember these camps .. here in indianapolis all the counselors seemed to have IQs of under 60 ... I never quite understood why they were always glazed over .. I just figured they were stoned cause that's how my bro was constantly at the time ... come to think of it .... they were stoned..
 
After finding out about my counselor at Monte Ssori. My mom was watching A&E and City Confedential was on and I peeked in and I saw what looked to be the park I used to play in and the soccer field where I first learned to play soccer (in Willimantic). I wait until that creepy narrator guy says Tony's Pizza and then I realize. HOLY SHIT! That is where I grew up. The place where I grew up, went to school, learned to play sports, and met friends was on City FUCKING Confedential.
 
It wasnt a camp but it was YMCA related.
When I was 8, my mom thought it would be a good idea to stick me in an after school program, little did I know. The little bitches that worked there didn't really like azn kids. They picked on me every fucking day and isolated me from the other kids. I didn't say anything to my mom and just replied to her questions with a, "yes mom".

Fucking faggots, if I knew where they were now, I'd kick them in the face!

:gun: :D
 
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