Scout Camp
The first and last time I went to scout camp I had to spend 5 days stuck in a tent with the fat, smelly, self righteous son of another scout leader. His idea of amusment was to perform incredibly bad Star Trek impressions all night. Compunded by the fact that Mr Hardman (really his name) our scout leader would only let us eat what we could cook on open fires we had to light using two sticks led to tempers being frayed somewhat. On the night before last myself and the other 6 in the tent had reached the limit of what a 10 year old could stand, so we beat the scout leaders son into unconciousness to get some sleep. Upon waking somebody realised that he'd shit himself and was black and purple from the beating.

When asked what happened and threatened with the police being called what must have been 80 kids all started standing up and shouting 'I'm Sparticus'. They all hated the little sod as well.

I am the embodyment of evil.
( The Beast can't help looking at womens breasts on the tube, Wed 27 Apr 2005, 12:35, Reply)