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| What's up there! In the sky!? |
But first. Earlier in the week...
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| We were enjoying a calm, relaxing, normal, Chaos-Free week of Summer Camp... |
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| We even made it Snail Week instead! What's more relaxed than that? |
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| Then it became Gnome Week. Also laid back. |
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| But the requests for Chaos started coming in. |
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| Then other bits of Chaos... |
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| Like buildings for sale... |
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| And like a strange upcoming election... |
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| Started showing up around Camp. |
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| Which brings us to present day... |
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| When it was so humid camera lenses themselves were fogging up... |
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| And something mysterious was happening high in the sky above Vespers Island! |
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| Well. High in a tree, anyway. |
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| What is that!? |
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| Oh no. Him. |
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| It's our very own Chaos Expert, the evil Doctor Husqavaarna.. |
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| Yeah. We feel the same way. |
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| And the Evil Doctor had a warning! |
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| That he delivered from some strange amplified speaker. |
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| (As if it wasn't strange enough he was delivering it from a tree.) |
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| But he issued his warning... |
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| (Don't worry. It was a fun warning.) |
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| ...that the Doctor had inside information... |
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| As to pranks that would be perpetrated on Camp this evening! |
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| And it was up to our campers to stop those pranks! |
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| Once they stopped waving at the wierdo up in the tree, that is. |
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| Yup, it was time for that classic-Chaos activity. |
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| It was time for some prank-busting. |
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| And what a lovely night it was for some prank-busting as well. |
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| But first the campers had to get information... |
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| From a shady group of informants... |
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| To determine who was committing these pranks... |
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| And determine where they were going down. |
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| Yeah, I wouldn't really want to talk to them either. |
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| But we have to to stop the Chaos! |
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| So through a series of yes or no questions... |
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| Our campers whittled down the list of suspects. |
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As if any of these folks would consider committing acts of Chaos on Camp.
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| But our campers investigated regardless... |
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| And soon found out which areas on Camp were about to be pranked! |
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| They got in Prank-Busting formation... |
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| And went off to bust those pranks... |
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| Being planned and acted out... |
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| By some unsavory characters all over Camp. |
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| Our campers jump into action! |
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| And start saving our orderly, predictable Camp from the jaws of Chaos. |
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| I mean, you are stopping the pranks, aren't you campers? |
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| You're not possibly... |
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| Helping with them!? |
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| No, of course not! |
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| They're just moving the tables back where they go. |
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| They're protecting Vespers Island! |
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| Wouldn't you trust these faces? |
AN THEN...
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| In the morning... |
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| Oh no! |
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| How did this happen!? |
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| Picnic tables! |
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| And rope! |
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| On the Flagstones! |
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| Those don't go there! |
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| The Flagstones are for flags! |
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| And so is the flag pole! Not for ominous notes! |
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| And oh no! |
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| This strange election... |
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| Is getting predictable out of hand. |
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| And more candidates keep throwing their hat in the ring. |
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| And oh no! |
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| What... |
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| In... |
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| The... |
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| World... |
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| Is... |
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| Going... |
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| On.. |
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| In... |
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| The... |
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| Dining Hall... |
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| Of... |
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| All... |
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| Places!? |
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| CHAOS!? |
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| It's a 66th Birthday Party! |
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| For our dear old friend, |
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| The Dining Hall. |
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| Doesn't look a day over 65. |
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| But who's responsible!? |
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| You guys don't know, right!? |
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| Nah, you don't know. |
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| They even got me a gift. That looks suspiciously like one of the garbage cans covered in wrapping paper. |
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| At least the coffee wasn't messed with. |
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| And... |
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| Oh! |
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| No! |
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| Not the White House bathrooms! |
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| It was turned into a circus! |
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| I thought you all were supposed to stop this during Prank Busters last night! |
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| But it seems those pranks were NOT busted. No. Instead, it looks like those pranks just might continue throughout the rest of the week... |
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