4-H is where the retards gather.

Yes, I am back from a hellish week at the imfamous 4-H camp. The food is dercent, and they pay me enough, but I swear that after the parents drop off their kids, they run like they stole something. They probably go home, smoke a cigarette, shotgun a few beers, and pray that this one week will last forever, and their slow-witted child doesn't burn the lodge down. I only have 4 campers this week, which I thought was luck, but the 4 were 10 years old and never wanted to do anything except talk about bitches and draw cocks on the cabin walls. I only joined in once, I swear. One child, who I have had before, is indeed the spawn of everything that is evil and unholy. He won't eat any of the food I serve him, because he calls me "the big germ", and I "infect" everything that I touch. I'm contemplating wether or not to starve him by touching everything. He also screams louder than higher than any girl in history. To recreate this, youy need an air horn and sounding it 2 inches from your ear and empting the canister. Yes, it's that fucking loud. He does this atleast two times per day just because I threaten to give him a time out. If they let me threaten him with violence, he'd probably stop, but no, that's some sort of abuse...probably. Ok, the little fucker just crushed my ankle while I am writing this. I think I'm going to raid the nature closet and steal a hatchet. Sadly, this is only the 3rd day out of 6 on the 1st week. God save us. I have 6 more weeks of this. No wonder why 85% of the staff arte alcoholics. Pray i stay sane.