I find fun by approaching those blasted girl scouts selling their stupid cookies outside of the grocery store...I enjoy going up to the table and throwing all of those boxes onto the ground and then kicking the table over laughing hysterically - then pushing the girl scouts down on the ground-dirtying that whack ass uniform! And once I see the tears coming and the pain in the eyes and right before the adult supervision wants to chime in with some half assed garble about what a horrid human I am--I throw down a $100 bill and walk away laughing my ass off! Money well spent! :) Ooooo but you can only do that once or twice before they start remembering who you are and call the cops. Shame on them for kicking me out of their sissy club all those years ago! What fun is it to make magnets and girly ol ornaments for xmas that your family has to pretend to like? lmao--I'm only joking--sort of
Kicked out yes but not out of brownies--it was girl scouts--I was arguing about all the whack girly shit we did and was starting a riot about having to pay dues! :) How unfair to make me pay 25cents each week! And I didn't appreciate the link to religion either. :) They finally asked me to leave. Lol--I'm a mess
For some reason I equate girl scouts with the Miss America Pageant. Obsolete views on femininity. of course, I never was in girl scouts. My days were spent being a hoyden running around barefoot.
WOW have I missed a lot! I am glad I found this site and hope to catch up with lots of old friends. Send me a message if you want to catch up. And thanks to Andrea for including me on the list, even though I moved away my Junior year. Sorry I missed the reunion.
Yeah, Barney, what's up with that anyway? Here you ignore us all...*sniffle* and ..and....and....*hiccup*...we're thinking that you don't like....*sniffle* like *sniffle* like us any more....
