Nobody wants to be the camper who didn’t get smooched by their summer crush in a barn, or posted up near the cafeteria entrance.  And, I’m sure we can all agree that nobody wants to be the one who didn’t yell to their pals and counselors that they were about to be hit by a renegade piece of sky lab, possibly debilitating our precious Camp Firewood. To deflect all aforementioned uncool possibilities, and on behalf of their Open Mic Series Brooklyn Renaissance, paid tribute to the undefeatable, the illustrious, the movie we will quote until our dying breaths, Wet Hot American Summer, allowing us all to be known as Camp Firewood’s diehard campers.