Jan 14, 2009 23:05
[some reasonably tasteful signs scattered around camp reading 'SCOUTS ->' - charcoal on bark, by the look of them - might bring you here to the Charlie-Brown-style booth at the edge of one of the copses. Except in the comic the booth wasn't made from planks and vines, some of which are hissing in a worrying fashion, and Lucy never looked this serious business. ... or male.]
Spy books, check; badges, too. Good! The Scoutmaster is in!
(( Rumours of my death are greatly somewhat exaggerated. ))