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Figure this is a good place to tell /out/ my favorite scout story
>at summer camp (based Owasippe)
>every day before dinner we would all gather outside the dinning hall to lower the flag
>we always ended up next to this sitcom-tier troop
>I mean berets, sashes, official scout pants and socks every fucking day
>they would always chant "149 lets go" before leaving to go eat
>our troop was dirty, somewhat disorganized, everyone wore basketball shorts and generally didn't give a fuck how we looked
>we were also troop 149
>our chant was "we're sexy, we're fine, we're one forty nine"
>everytime they did their chant we would respond with ours twice as loud
>our faces when
That troop had the best scouts I ever met. We won all the campwide games every year too which made our lack of organization even better.
