![]() Eh? Am I right? Also, Budnick seemed to have a virtual fountain of contraband available for sale to his fellow campers. Well, he got what was coming to him when they saw him screaming like a girl when he ran into those spider webs. Budnick was forever playing tricks on his unsuspecting and less antisocial peers, most notably when he told the nightmare-inducing Zeke the Plumber ghost story to the other campers and set up scare traps across Anawanna. This was also the nineties, where a mullet and cut-off t-shirts is more than enough to declare your bad-boy status. You may say, how can a guy with a flaming red mullet be a bully? In most other settings, wouldn't he be relentlessly mocked for merely existing with such an unfortunate aesthetic? Yes, but this was summer camp. Seems normal enough, right? You're probably thinking to yourself, why, that's exactly how I remember it! Let's do a character run-down and I think you'll see the slight discrepancy to which I was referring:īobby Budnick, our charming resident bully. Here is a clip of the season 2 version of the theme song, which differs from the original in one initially undetectable but extremely significant way: Think Anawannawanna, Speak Anawannawanna, Live Anawannawanna. Now we will share a lifetime of the fondest memoriesīy the lake of t in the old pine trees!Īnd when we think about you -this thing came apart! We row and go on tripsīut the things that last foreveeeeeer are our dear friendships.Īnd when we think about you-it makes me wanna fart! I do, however, have the uncanny ability to remember all of the lyrics and produce mental screenshots of the Camp Anawanna song: I went to various summer camps for 14 years, and I don't know a single one of my old camp songs by heart. They were all under the semi-tyrannical rule of Kevin "Ug" Lee, (get it? Ug.Lee? Ugly? Witty, yes?) their authoritarian counselor charged with keeping this wacky mismatched group of campers in line. ![]() We had all of our favorite standard 90s characters: The hero, the princess, the bully, the new-age oddball, the jock, the nerd, and the butt-of-the-jokes chubby one. In a way, we all grew up at Camp Anwanna. You can put yourself on the waiting list for long-term treatment (found here: ), but the outlook isn't good. Unfortunately, the treatment is no longer available and those of us still suffering withdrawal are forced to self-medicate with YouTube clips. There was a wonderfully effective cure available briefly in the 90s that aired Saturdays at 5:30 p.m. Many of us children of the 90s suffer a similar affliction. Well, you may be a Salute Your Shorts junkie.ĭon't worry, though, you're not alone. Kahn? Does the seemingly innocuous phrase "awful waffle" make you wince in pain? Does the name "Zeke the Plumber" send chills of terror down your spine? Do you still wonder what happened to the buried treasure of ex-counselor Sarah Madre? Do you continue to lose sleep wondering about the appearance and whereabouts of mysterious camp owner, Dr.
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