Chatterbox: Pudding's Place

CAMM Semester 2!

Okay so I thought I should start CAMM back up since it's a non-busy time of year. So here's the letter, dudes!

Dear wrongdoer:

The CAMM staff would like to welcome you back to another mischievous, treacherous roller coaster ride of a semester. Not. The roller coaster ride and all its adjectives are included and quite true. But you are quite unwelcome. We will welcome you anyway. This is because we strongly agree with the opinion that is more fact that confusing people is fun. We congratulate the previous Most Mischievous of Them All with much well deserved bad luck this term (I'm sure she loved typing that).

 If you are indeed new here at the most mysterious headquarters of CAMM, even though this letter does mean you are here (confusing, eh?), we aren't sorry that we can't help you. So maybe you should trash this letter somehow. I would suggest throwing it into the ocean in a bottle, burying it under a sand dune, or under a pile of snow at the beach. You would of course need to be on a beach to do so, but still. Really? You're still here? You don't know where the nearest beach is? You don't have driver's license? Your parent/legal guardian won't take you? You don't want to drive that far? Fine, keep reading. We'll give a little bit of information.

First off, CAMM stands for Cricket Academy of Maniac Mischief, like it really matters. Here with me I have the Ziplock of Disobeying. Every day it shall tell me the nicest student in the school. Also sing me a song like its cousin the sorting hat. Its other family members include the Sugarbowl (mother’s sibling), the Pillow Case of Misery (sister), and  The Ominous’s Pandora’s Fedora (No idea what relation). This student shall not return until the next semester if they choose to ever come back. The last kid, teen, tween, or whatever they wish to be called (minion? world dominator?) will be named the Most Mischievous of Them All. They will join Violet, the first Most Mischievous of Them All, to take over the world.

 When you arrive on March 18th, 2015, you will be free to wander around wildly and have fun. The staff and I (even though I am technically part of the staff) will be watching every move you make, even your nose picking through not-so-secret cameras. We will be wasting time doing unnecessary, random things (Professor Admin 2 has recently discovered a time machine we may use to see Ms. Marianne Carus found Cricket) and spying. So we won’t be there. You won’t be staying overnight so you can disrupt normal school. Class times randomly vary. But you’ll always seem to show up, even when you are in the middle of trying on your new, cute jeans. This letter must be returned by March 15th weirdly and disgustingly. We hope you despise with us.

                                                                    Unsincerely,

                                                                         Professor Ellie and CAMM staff,

                                                                         wanted dead or alive