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Still my favorite camping trip I've been on due to this night alone.
>be me
>early teens
>at massive scout camp with +1000 scouts
>be part of the poor ghetto troop with ~4 members
>have an air force sere specialist as scout master, about the only thing our troop had going for it
>get to camp
>get shitty camp at the very end of the site
>be no where near water
>be no where near port-a-poties
>be last to get meals
>be picked on by larger troops
>feels bad man
>almost midnight of second to last day
>been shat on by other troops for four days now
>be up playing cards with scout master and troop
>scoutmaster uses large crate he brought with him as a make shift table
>hasn't opened crate once since camp started
>troop starts to complain about our crap camping experience
>scoutmaster says nothing just opens crate
>mfw inside are night vision goggles walkie talkies snare line and ghillie suits just to name a few
>mfw scoutmaster tells us to run a muck
>it's time.jpeg
