big brown horse
Hoof In Mouth
I never fit in to begin with and it was a huge chore for my mother to get me to go. It was my turn to bring snack and I forgot...hungry girl scouts are mean. So I asked to use the bathroom and slipped out the back door, grabbed my pony (my sole source of transportation back then) and rode off into the sunset. One of those narky girl scouts saw me leave and told on me. By the time I made it home, my mother had been called and it was all over.freemotion said:Blantant hijack...how did you get kicked out of girl scouts?big brown horse said:
Too funny, mine would be the flour on the cieling one. She opens things too rough and stuff goes everywhere!
Hey Dace before I got kicked out of the girl scouts they had a lady show us how to do some cooking and I loved it. That was about all I loved about girl scouts...
At home when I try to tell a childhood story, some smarty ALWAYS interrupts to ask, "Now was that before or after you got kicked out of girl scouts?" I'll never live it down. (I was never more relieved to be kicked out though. )
Cmjust, too funny...and very true. Sometimes I wonder who in the world is writing those ads.