Dysfunctionalchaos is pretty fun. Dysfunctionalarmy and Dysfunctionalabuse are less so.
I just barely pulled it off, and only because my Marine-veteran dad decided to become the scoutmaster when I was 16 and still had Star, Life, and Eagle left to complete. All of my good scouting memories are from before then, though, because it was just camping and hanging out with your friends, with enough supervision and structure that nobody got killed.
Good. I’m slightly less embarrassed to be an eagle Scout now, though I was already the worst Eagle Scout ever, y’know, apart from the evil ones.
I moved before I could complete an eagle scout project but still had a blast in my extremely dysfunctional troop. Good life lessons for sure.
Dysfunctionalchaos is pretty fun. Dysfunctionalarmy and Dysfunctionalabuse are less so.
I just barely pulled it off, and only because my Marine-veteran dad decided to become the scoutmaster when I was 16 and still had Star, Life, and Eagle left to complete. All of my good scouting memories are from before then, though, because it was just camping and hanging out with your friends, with enough supervision and structure that nobody got killed.