The KOA experience in crappy art.

Because I don't have any pictures. You would have had to work at the KOA to truly understand and appreciate these spectacular masterpieces.

Should you stay at the KOA you will find that we are fancy people. High tea at 2:oo PM complete with strudels and shenanigans.
I did. However, I figured out if I hit the keyboard enough, eventually someone will think I'm about to do something amazing and look past the look of utter awe and confusion on my face.
Without Kelly there would be many poopy motorhomes cruising around. Also, Nicole and I love to talk about jewelry. We rawk.

Tombone wanted me to go skinny dipping with him. His wife Karen helped me configure Tom and I's game plan. He's going to follow me home to Iowa on the Gator, give the Gator (with the new AND old wheels) to Adam in trade for me, live with me in Storm Lake (OH BABY), whilst Adam returns to the KOA to live amongst the free range homes and Renaissance workers.
When you ask Johnna what her Daddy does, she'll yell at you "DADDY FLY A PLANE!". She gets really mad at me when I ask her over and over again just for the sake of hearing her scream "DADDY FLY A PLANE".
Being the only two smoking workers at the time (usually we have Adam too but he was doing real work), we catch a lot of flak. A lot.
Don't get in the way of serious beaders. Just don't. I blame Karen for this newest and expensive hobby. Need to bead.
Barb says Bob can smell ice cream miles away. I can believe it. He's also handy with a moped, bugle, and his awesome Uncle Sam hat.
Kathy doesn't tell New Ron (AKA Neuron since he was a rocket scientist) about her ice cream stores for a reason. Ice cream is a big thing at the KOA.
We all love my uncle John dearly. Sometimes, though, conversations with him can get a bit out of control.
I'll leave you with this. Sometimes, after happy hour and a few red cups at the KOA, you will find that the trees get a bit unruly. Sometimes you just have to kick a tree's ass to put it in its place. Just sayin'.