Its cos you’re old Matt-young bucks like myself cruised through our Easter camp with a total of 9 hours of sleep and constant punch-ons with the boys! Toughen up Princess!
Gee Dig, you must be getting on in age yourself. 9 hours of sleep? twice what I got. Thats with the punchups, hopsitalising one, , dragging the kids to breakfast in their sleeping bags, trying to pick Matt’s lock in the middle of the night. I also solved world poverty, learnt to play the cello and composed a symphony. Then, on day two….
Digs, you’ve forgotten to take your medication again. Remember you’re involved in seniors ministry and those punch ons you mention are actually your wrestling matches with little old ladies.
That in itself would be funny if it wasn’t for the fact that they beat you all the time…
you forgot to mention how one of the leaders *cough*kylie*cough* “thew up” on one youthpastor who didn’t think it was weird that his chair was the only one with a dropcloth under it…
At least it wasn’t “hog tie Matt” - I think you would have died!
Well where do I start there is the hike when your not 100% then getting really sick that night and everyone decides that your cabin door is an ace meeting spot at 1:30 in the morning grrrrrrrrrrr.
I love it! We’ve got our camp in a fortnight, if no-one needs hospital, you’ve got to take that as a win.
We had to take somebody to the emergency dept within two hours of our arrival!
No lasting or visible damage, so all is good.
i hear you…
oh boy do i hear you…
my head hurts…
my back hurts…
my neck hurts…
Mike’s still bearing battle scars from camp. And I think there may be a bruised ego or two.
Its cos you’re old Matt-young bucks like myself cruised through our Easter camp with a total of 9 hours of sleep and constant punch-ons with the boys! Toughen up Princess!
Gee Dig, you must be getting on in age yourself. 9 hours of sleep? twice what I got. Thats with the punchups, hopsitalising one, , dragging the kids to breakfast in their sleeping bags, trying to pick Matt’s lock in the middle of the night. I also solved world poverty, learnt to play the cello and composed a symphony. Then, on day two….
Digs, you’ve forgotten to take your medication again. Remember you’re involved in seniors ministry and those punch ons you mention are actually your wrestling matches with little old ladies.
That in itself would be funny if it wasn’t for the fact that they beat you all the time…
you forgot to mention how one of the leaders *cough*kylie*cough* “thew up” on one youthpastor who didn’t think it was weird that his chair was the only one with a dropcloth under it…
At least it wasn’t “hog tie Matt” - I think you would have died!
thanks for the good fun!
Well where do I start there is the hike when your not 100% then getting really sick that night and everyone decides that your cabin door is an ace meeting spot at 1:30 in the morning grrrrrrrrrrr.
we werent even close to your door. and you were sick before camp.
Love ya Pam
i got kicked out of the dorm for snoring…
i was the guest speaker…
you dont do youth ministry for the respect or the money…
hehehe - that’s gold.
If I ever invite you to speak at one of our camps, I’ll be sure to put you in with the General. (And in a room next to Pam…)
hahahahahahahaha