Camp Camp reacts to Camp Camp

Camp Camp reacts to Camp Camp

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The letter continued as so: Disc 1 and Disc 2 contain your experiences at camp so far. The purpose of these first two is to provide a different or unbiased perspective on past events. Disc 3 and Disc 4 contain future events. Don't think too hard about it. The point is that these two discs contain the rest of the summer at Camp Campbell. Happy watching! They both stared at the last line. "Okay." Gwen conceded. "I don't really know how that's possible." --- After Gwen and David receive a box that contains 20,000 dollars in cash and a four-disc DVD case, Camp Camp characters watch the show.
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