It’s time for a palette cleanser here at Camp Crappabuttawipe, my Enemaniacs!
We’ve had a bit of a rough patch here, guys. I think the only way to get B-Movie Enema back to feeling good about, well, life, is to revisit a classic from my childhood. Like with Ernest Goes to Camp, this movie, concerning a group of campers, is one I watched a TON as a kid. It’s time to bring out the Peanuts gang and talk about Race for Your Life, Charlie Brown.
This was chosen for the Camp Crappabuttawipe summer theme, not because it’s crap or something I wanna wipe-a my butt-a with. No. This was chosen because I dearly love this movie and knew, at some point, I needed a pick-me-up if things got dire during this summer. I finally needed my buddy Charlie Brown to come off the bench and pitch me a shutdown inning before things got out of hand with bad movie after bad movie.
And, trust me, after Return to Sleepaway Camp, I needed Chuck to help me out.
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