The longer this strip runs, the more it rings true.

I never became a boyscout because, after three years of cubscouts, i didn’t want to be called a “We blow”, which is the transition level between the two; that’s where they stop teaching you how to go fishing and use awls and start trying to get you to be morally upstanding. I was too busy cutting Bar-Mitzvah class for that shit.

Great stuff, Gags! Looking forward to seeing how you chose to storytell when they trip-balls. I predict somebody will strip naked.