Okay because I have a horrible memory the vast majority of this post, including the title, was stolen from Devon's LiveJournal.

As most of you know...this last weekend my girl scout troop went "winter camping". Yes, for all you eagle scouts out there who made fun of us (James, Andrew, Nick, Phil actually I don't think Phil is an eagle scout but he still made fun of us), it was not real camping, that was just a convenient term to use. We spent most of our time sitting around a table making bracelets and listening to Rent. And enjoying the fact that there were no boys around so we could say whatever we wanted about them and could also change right in the middle of the room until Mitzi reminded us that this particular cabin had a lot of windows, and Tom's (maitenance man for the camp) cabin was about 20 feet away. Hilary took a lot of pictures, including ones of me putting my pajamas on (why?) and an insanely cute one of Devon hugging Pudgy.

And yes...it was not real camping...but at one point the power went out and we were forced to kill and eat Mindy. And we cooked her outdoors on a bonfire.


Devon: I wish I was a big black man

Devon: I'm torn between going insane and going GUGUGUGUGUGUGUGU

Grace: Is Mindy flirting with herself?

Mindy: So let me get this straight-you're not wearing pants, and neither is Devon? You two need to get together!

Devon: Just take your pants off. Believe me, it's what all the cool kids do.

Devon:Who wouldn't want Chris Snyder and Craig Zevan as their sex slaves? I mean, seriously!

Devon: ...I could have children with saber teeth!
Me: And WINGS!!!
Devon: I COULD HAVE DEVIL CHILDREN!!!

Hillary: I'm putting my pants on!!
Devon: Damn.

Devon: My kids had better be cool. Or else they'll be finding their own food.

Hilary: I have urine.


On Saturday we ran out of beads so we took a field trip to Walmart. When passing a small girl, Devon patted her on the head, and instead of her usual "You're short!", she said to the girl, "You're fat!"


Devon also succeded in getting some of us to speak in 3rd person. If Sarah has not broken herself of this habit by school tomorrow, please slap her.

Hilary: Oh Hilary's god!


Sadly I don't recall most of the funny stuff that was said/happened, I was going to write it down but then I didn't. It was a lot of fun. We need to do this more often then once a year.



James: so how bad did u all talk about me
Me: hahahahahaha
Me: no comment
James: o shit




I got home today around 10am, fell asleep at 12, woke up at 4, at which point Joe told me that Josh had called reminding me about the youth group meeting that I didn't know about. It was at 5. Fun fun fun.

Josh: Okay, new rule! No calling the president gay!

Shainess: Come guys, quiet down, let's be serious now, come on......about the strippers.