Mad Libs Round 2

Dear Uncle,

I am having an informative time at camp. The counselor is erotic and the food is like rainbows filled with regret. I met Shawntell and we became surprisingly ugly friends. Unfortunately, Shawntell is ungodly and I gyrated my thongs so we couldn't go spritzing the lawn like everybody else. I need more twerks and a floor-length muumuu sharpener, so please unapologetically shart more when you fist me back.

Your cousin,
Billy the Dwarf.