Winter freezing your balls off??!
No worries, cuz Camp Decadance has ya covered like an electric blanket!
Come warm up with us before we hit the burn. Dance the night away to some straight thermal beats in support of our camp at Frostburn – reincarnated, aptly, as “Camp Dickadance”.
‘Cuz when yo balls be toasty, yo dick ‘a dance, SON’.
Plenty of heaters to keep those earmuffs sizzlin’, courtesy of our taste makers for the evening:
$7 Cover goes towards funding consumable materials and art installations for our camp – including a flaming bar [SAFETY THIRD]