Good Times in the Art Shack, Part 1:
I was in charge of art this summer at a christian camp. It was my job to keep the kids entertained and enlightened as to how to make clay animals and tie-dye for eight weeks. Pretty monotonous, but I still say I had the best job at camp.
So as one of the activities we did the last art class each week, we would play with a mixture of corn starch and water and the kids would throw it at each other. To be honest, it feels like a mix between playdoh and mud, but when you're throwing it and it lands on your face, it looks like the world's largest money shot. So anyway, it's called 'Pudd.'
One of the junior counselors that's my little brother's age comes up to me the last class of the last session for the summer and proceeds to tell me how all summer he's had to bite his tongue, but he had to tell me that since about the age of five, all the males in his family (and a good portion of his friends) have always called their members, their 'pud.'
Well hell. Could have used that information first session when I showed the bishop...
- artchick@camp.ohshit
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