Too many episodes of That 70’s show.
I hated Boy Scouts, detested Boy Scout Camp, and since I was a chicken-necked, pimple-faced geek at 15, I was always getting ragged on and the other ‘cool’ scouts who loved to steal stuff from the weenies, rip up any comics or magazines we brought, throw any clean laundry hanging from the line into the mud. Of course, any candy, soda or dessert cakes or beef jerkey would be sure to be stolen within the first day or so.
Same with the other weenies. So like I said, We got the idea from the book, we made up some nice ex-lax brownies substituting the chocolate ex-lax for the chocolate.
The results were predictable. Less than two days after we got there, our Troop pulled out of the Jamboree and we all headed back. A couple of the parents even had to drive up to get their poor sick precious darling boys.
The really hilarious part of it in my mind was they new what had happened but they couldn't accuse us because then they would have to admit they had stolen the stuff ... so the trip back to the church was a long series of stops, moans and “accidents”.
A couple weeks later we got the snot beat out of us, but I still think it was worth it.