I always start this off by waving.

It somehow never

fully dawns on me that I have to

speak for anyone to know anything's happening.

Hello.

And welcome to scary stories from Camp Roanoke.

This is a podcast where we tell each other true,

scary stories, sometimes folklore, anything we find interesting really, that is in the macabre realm.

I am Katie Wiggins.

I'm Morgan Driscoe.

And that is what we are here to do.

We are your camp counselors here to guide you through the fear with laughter and love.

So speaking of the fact that this is a camp, we have a Patreon and part of one of the perks of being a patron is to get a shout out on the show of how you came to camp.

So if you donate a certain amount every month, you get to be either $5 or $10.

At least you get to get your little shout out. So that's what we're

going to do right now. We're going to kick it off right off the bat. So this is for a Miss Addy.

Hi Addy. So this is for our patron Addie. So the story how she came to camp is, Morgan and I

were fishing in a small fishing hole and we were

lazing around Tom Sawyer Huck Finn style with chopped up hot dogs in our cuffed jeans which is what we did

when we were really at camp together. Real life. And we were just waiting for fish to tug or do whatever it is they do.

We never really excelled in that realm.

Come to think of it, we didn't excel in most of the camp rounds.

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