Rock 'n Roll Fantasy Camp
The saddest thing about Rock 'n Roll Fantasy Camp is having to figure out who to feel the most sorry for.
Is it the washed up rock stars, for whom this is the final curtain call? Or perhaps it's all the middle aged male CEO's that are sure to be in attendance? Maybe even the hapless porn surfer, who stumbles upon this url only to be assaulted by it's design?
I believe it's all the children of these dads that are willing to shell out $8k to "rock".
Kid to mom: "Mom, is dad coming to my soccer game?"
Mom to kid: "Well, no, daddy's playing with Bret Michaels from Poison..."