I don’t really feel like writing a post, but it’s been a while so I’ll tell you a funny story from my childhood.
I was kicked out of Girl Scouts.
Actually, I never made it out of Brownies. I got the boot. From the same troop leader that kicked my mother out of Girl Scouts. She was older than dirt.
It all stemmed from my bitterness at winning not the Best Costume Award for Halloween, but the Corniest Costume Award. Fuck that, right?
I was a flapper. I took dance class and was wearing a beautiful costume. My mom even did my makeup.
Corniest Costume.
Pissed.
The next troop meeting, I found myself in the upstairs bathrooms of the church where our meetings were held and I had an idea. I switched the men/women signs on the doors of the restrooms. People were in there, so imagine a man’s shock in seeing a woman walk into the bathroom while you’re shitting in a doorless stall.
Booted out.
Just like your mother, she said.
I liked that.
At least I never had to sell those fucking cookies.
Fresh Air Lover 
Way to go girl! You had such a little devious mind..love it!
Nice. I think you need one of these shirts. Seriously. Ninjas and Oregon Trail. Woo. http://www.noisebot.com/you_have_dysentery_t-shirt
I wasn’t allowed in the boy scouts, my hair was long as a kid and they wanted me to cut it, my mother said “you ain’t joining a group that makes you cut your hair and wear a uniform”.
Heh! I love it!!
Great, I was a girl scout and had to sell the cookies door to door every year. I always wanted to quit but my mother insisted I had to be in scouts. It seemed we only camped when it was freezing cold and/or raining.
Well done….
Gotta say I love those damn cookies
I lasted in Brownies for only 3 meetings. Hated, hated, hated it. I quit after having to sing that damn Frera Jaqua song.
Best thing I’ve read all day!
You are the best!
Laughed my ass off at this.
If I didn’t know better, I’d swear my mother had a daughter she never told me about…