BSA Troop 85 Tupelo, Mississippi

 

                         

 

 


 

Spring Camporee 2004

April 16-17, 2004

 

Nineteen scouts and seven leaders attended the 2004 Spring Camporee at Camp McCain Training Area near Grenada, Ms.
The event was hosted by the Delta Service Area of the Chicksaw Council.

 

Yes, Harrison, an object in the eye is part of First Aid, but your finger is not an official foreign object.  My Pa said I'd never amount to much, but look at me now.  I'm a van driver.  Mmmm, chocolate covered crickets.  Do you see a mosquito bite on my chin?  Who, me?  I don't think so!!  We found this mountainman in a cave, Mr. Scoutmaster.  Can we keep him?
Go fish, you old maids!  You must choose from this list of prizes.  It's either a FisherPrice flashlight, or a Tweetybird wristwatch.  You can't have both.   This reminds me of the old days, when I worked at IHOP.  I'm sure I've made the Coleman people proud!  I bet my Scoutmaster can beat up your Scoutmaster.  Hey, where'd our Scoutmaster go?  This is called a corner.  Didn't they teach you that in Webelos?
Those aren't GPS coordinates!!  Oops, this is my little black book.  Look out, Bruce Lee!  Help!  I've fallen and I can't get up.  Raw eggs are good for Scouts on the Go!  Hey Evan, your shoe is untied.  Catch me if you can!
Shew!  What'd you have for breakfast?  Tag!  You're it!  Up one side, down the other...up one side, down the other...  This is a breeze!  I'll be a 3-peater!  Oh!  That hurts!  Well, I think three Captains beat a pair of Colonels, but I could be wrong.
Your mother's not here, so do it my way!  I want to be an army man, sir.  Your mother said to remind you to change your underwear, sir...in case you're in an accident.  Keep climbing, you're almost to the top!  Dadburn button, stuck again!  Anyone for a game of King of the Tank?
Yeah, this little beauty was only driven to church on Sundays, by a little old lady.  We can make you a really good deal on this one!  No, you're wrong.  I've seen Rambo five times.  You start it this way!  Hey, Mr. Marty, are you asleep again?  I see the start of a nasty sunburn.  Eat and sleep, that's all they do, is eat and sleep.  Has anyone seen my sleeping bag?
How about a friendly game of Spam Toss?  Tha, Tha, Tha, That's all folks!