Li'l Rip Haywire Adventures: Escape from Camp Cooties
4 MISSION JOURNAL DAY ONE SOMEWHERE IN THE JUNGLE OF TANGO BOOM BANGO You might think it’s crazy that I’m writing in a journal while trekking through a mosquito infested squishy jungle Or maybe you’re wondering what a twelve-year-old kid would even be doing in such a lethally sticky place But I’m no ordinary kid my name is Rip Haywire and I’m a soldier of fortune That means I spend most of my time hunting for the hidden treasure of lost civilizations It beats school right
And that’s the reason why I have to write in this stupid journal Since I don’t go to school my dad thinks I need to do something to exercise my mind as if finding lost treasure was a piece of cake But my dad says all adventurers need to know how to write and if I want to get a machete for Christmas I better get cracking And boy do I want that machete for Christmas Hacking jungle vines with a Junior Scout knife is the pits 5
