I was a Girl Scout for about one stupid day before I quit … and there is a picture of me in my uniform, suffering through some craft project I was forced to do.
hahaha Nightfly, I didn’t know who that was – so I Wikipedia-ed him and within the first paragraph I got it. Too funny.
I took one look at the duffel bag I was supposed to make, thought longingly of a book I wanted to read and a fort I wanted to make with my friends, and promptly QUIT!
“I was a Girl Scout for about one stupid day before I quit.” Hahaha. That is hysterical. It sound like the title of a memoir or something with subtitle being something along the lines of:
I WAS A GIRL SCOUT FOR ABOUT ONE STUPID DAY BEFORE I QUIT
A lifetime of screwing the establishment and breaking away from the pack
LOL – I couldn’t help it. It’s not just the frown… even now, you mention it and bang, you’re right back there in that feeling: “I was a Girl Scout for about one stupid day” [grumble grumble Baden-Powell you bastard grumble] It’s like the Force or something, I can feel your childhood resentment across time and space.
Yeah, arts and crafts was the universe’s way of telling me “Ha Ha! You’re a walking pile of Fail! Suck on that!” I loved doing plays though as a kid and I wish I could get the guts to read for parts now that I’m back in college.
You know, you freaked me out for a second. I have a rare date tonight and when I saw Scanning Friday I almost had a small stroke.
Oh no!! Fixed!
Have a good (hopefully not so rare in the future) date!
Oh, it was funny. I’m laughing at my own temporary befuddlement. “Did I lose a day?” Hahaha.
Have you taken your revenge on the heirs of Lord Baden-Powell yet?
hahaha Nightfly, I didn’t know who that was – so I Wikipedia-ed him and within the first paragraph I got it. Too funny.
I took one look at the duffel bag I was supposed to make, thought longingly of a book I wanted to read and a fort I wanted to make with my friends, and promptly QUIT!
You can only see the obvious frown of your mouth. Hahaha.
“I was a Girl Scout for about one stupid day before I quit.” Hahaha. That is hysterical. It sound like the title of a memoir or something with subtitle being something along the lines of:
I WAS A GIRL SCOUT FOR ABOUT ONE STUPID DAY BEFORE I QUIT
A lifetime of screwing the establishment and breaking away from the pack
You could NOT look more unhappy.
LOL – I couldn’t help it. It’s not just the frown… even now, you mention it and bang, you’re right back there in that feeling: “I was a Girl Scout for about one stupid day” [grumble grumble Baden-Powell you bastard grumble] It’s like the Force or something, I can feel your childhood resentment across time and space.
Cleary I am insane.
Alex – seriously. I hated crafts then, and I hate them now. I KNEW WHO I WAS. GET ME OUT OF HERE.
Yeah, arts and crafts was the universe’s way of telling me “Ha Ha! You’re a walking pile of Fail! Suck on that!” I loved doing plays though as a kid and I wish I could get the guts to read for parts now that I’m back in college.
JessicaR – you should give it a shot! Might be fun!!