Saturday, September 5, 2009

The Purple Secret

OK, here it is. The story of how it came to be Camp PURPLE.

It actually started with a story that Collin and Than brought home from Scout Camp last month. I'll put it at the end. It really contains the secret.
The campers were so smitten with the story, that they adopted PURPLE as their ID. This was all their own idea, mind you. The adults had nothing to do with this. Nothing.

To nail it down, there was the Tie Dyeing project with Tammy...

She taught the punks how to twist, tweak, rubberband, dip and drizzle dye, and in general made a fine mess. With stunning results:










After drying overnight, the shirts and scarves were rinsed thoroughly in a bucket of cold water. The interest was intense. The water turned PURPLE!

(Tammy is thinking: oh oh. Maybe we should have used better dye...) Then into the washing machine for a quick rinse with vinegar. That was to set the color so it wouldn't run.

Well. It did. Run, that is. And bleed PURPLE into every single speck of white - or any other color.


"I can't beweive this. It was poafect. My head hurts." (this is Jayden, under the scarf. Did I mention, the scarves became the hit of the camp? They were seen in every manner of adornment, much to the photographer's amusement...)



Elijah: "Ah, chill out, man. Eat your hotdog...it's all good, it's PURPLE!!!"
Max: "Yeah, only da cool dudes get to wear deese scawves."


(Now here is a perfect example of trouble on the hoof...pure mischief!)


Even Leopard, Lee's beanie sidekick who goes EVERYWHERE with him, was laid out for measurements for a tiny purple tie-dyed shirt....

And now...the ring leader of PURPLE.

Elijah: "Yeah. He's the DUDE!"

Collin: "Here's the story. Sit back and listen to my tale..." [note: unedited. Read at your own risk...]

(This the shirt from the first photo - PURPLE is POWERFUL stuff...They already have plans for more tie dyed shirts at Camp Purple II. They are going to START with purple shirts, and use bleach to do the design. Go Tammy! She's our hero! Stayed tuned.)




PURPLE!

now before we begin i will warn you that this story will leave you stunned with a question that never be answered and a moral you never saw coming

once upon a time there a boy who pretty much had it all he was captain of all the sports teams at his high school, an A+ student nice parents great car... every thing. but one morning he woke up and realized that it was the second to last day of school and he had never walked too school and he was going to graduate soon so this was his last chance so he just decided to walk to school. he grabbed his lunch and set off. on the way he met a homeless guy a bum if you will and he looked hungry so the boy being a nice guy rummaged in his lunch, found a nice red apple and gave it to the bum. the bum tooked it and looked long and hard at the boy and finally said... purple. now the boy was a little confused by what the bum had said so he just kept on walking. he got to his faverite teachers class but was a little late because of the purple incident. when his teacher asked why he was late he told her. "well i decided to walk to school this morning but when i was half way there i met a bum and he looked hungry so i gave him an apple and he said...purple." on the word purple his teacher picked him up by the scruff of the neck and threw him out to the door into the hall and shouted "to the principles office right now!" now he had been to the principles office many times before but always because the principle and his dad were very good friends and the boy usually went with him and his dad on hunting and fishing trips. "so," said the principle "why did you of all people get sent to my office. by your favorite teacher no less." "well sir" said the boy still a little confused " i walked to school today and met a bum and he looked hungry so i gave him an apple and he just said... purple." on the word purple the principle picked him up and threw him out the window and shouted "you're expelled" after that the boy called his parents and told them he had been expelled and needed a ride home. on his way across the parking lot he saw all his sports teachers and they asked why he had been expelled and he told them but when he got to the word purple his sports teachers took out there baseball bats and there hockey sticks and started to chase him but luckily his parents were pulling in and so he jumped in the car and they started home. when his mother asked why he had been expelled he told her the whole story but (go figure) when he got to the word puple she opened the car door and threw him out shouting "you are permanatly disowned!" the boy rolled to the curb and walked a little ways when he saw some gangster guys who had been thrown out of school and they wanted too know why he had been kicked out of school. and at this point he just said " walk... school... bum... PURPLE!" and on the word purple they pulled out their guns and sharp implaments and he started to run there were bullets wizzing thru the air and knives flying. after hearing the shots the police arrived and took every one invovled to the county jail which was conveniently located right next too the hospitle. the boy was sitting in the cell wondering what had happened to him when a big inmate came up to him and asked "what ya in for" now the boy knew if he said anything he would get beat up and he knew if he staid silent he would still get beat up so to get it over with he just said "the bum said... PURPLE!" and the inmate beat him up so bad that they were carrying him over too the hospitle (which was convinently placed right next to the jail) when one of the interns carrying the strecher (his cousin) asked "what were you doing in jail?" the boy sighed and said "purple." when they heard the word purple the strecher bearers flung him out on the street. the boy rolled across the street narrowly avoiding buses and semi trucks. the boy lie in the gutter wonder at how fast his amazing life had deteriorated. he decided to go back to the bum and find out. he dragged himself back to that place wear it began and could see the bum across the street with a glowing green aura around him. the boy started to cross the street, eyes fixed on the bum... and was hit by a car and killed instantly.

the moral of this story is always look both ways before crossing the street.

THE END

Now you know, the REST of the story...

1 comment:

The Farrs said...

Oh my...I can't believe I read that whole thing. I will forever be afraid to say the word P_ _ _ _ _ _!!!!