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Originally posted by Connect_the_Dots
I can't tell if you are saying that like a former alcoholic coming to grips with her checkered past, or if you are saying it like the cheerleeder announcing that she got a C on her english paper--something of which she is inexplicably proud of, but of which others would remain silent if they were in her shoes.
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Speaking of cheerleaders...
Here's what Salon.com has to say about Camp Jim (yes, I understand the ... coincidence (Hi PLF!) ... that I am sounding like a cheerleader myself when I talk about this show):
"But until I watched MTV's "Camp Jim," I had forgotten about the utterly unhinged and moronic methods by which the adult cheerleader mutants "taught" girls to participate in unsafe stunts or climb to the top of structurally unsound pyramids. Like adult cheerleader and camp savant Jim, who seems to hide countless layers of fury under a thin veneer of psychotic-clown cheer, the mutants would shame girls into bottling up their fear long enough to try a stunt that any logical mind could guess had a high chance of resulting in a broken wrist or ankle (and often did)."
