Sometimes things just fall into my lap and I say:"Blog material!"This was in a notebook from some scout leader that was left in the donations box. "H. Roe Bartle Scout Reservation 1992 BSA Camp Sawmill Leader's Guide"
Quotations:
Ken: The coups each tribesman wears on his lanyard are called coups.
Mike (in the presence of 15 Called Braves) Sure, we've been sittin' on our fucking asses all Goddamn morning!
Anne (the cook) to Mike: So when's your next night off?
M."Fat" Squirrel: When I chose my tribal name, I wasn't considering what my physique might look like 50 years later.
Nick: Sure, kid, you can swallow chewing tobacco.
Bob: I'm in charge of this camp.
John: Frank's just a lame duck. I'm in charge of this joint now!
Any member of the Frontier Staff: Are you looking at my bum? You bum-looker!
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Marr Supial: Is this the right hole?
Womm Bat: Kinda makes my tail go limp.
Carr Nivore: Kinda makes me kinda snacky.
Mamm Al: I've always wished I had scales. Fuckin echidnas!
Arr Madillo: I also have a reticulated carrot.
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