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<blockquote data-quote="Oklahomahunter" data-source="post: 4189659" data-attributes="member: 41138"><p>I took our scout troop camping (every month) last year and a group of our older boys were making bacon and eggs.&nbsp; When they got done with the 2# of bacon they were going to dump out the grease.&nbsp; Us adults told them to save some of it and cook their eggs in it.&nbsp; Now, these boys are about as easy going as they come but also SUPER sheltered.&nbsp; My son’s group is the exact opposite. Anyway, the boys go back to cooking and we stayed in our campsite.&nbsp; A little while later I was making my rounds and noticed there were a few eggs left.&nbsp; I asked the boys how breakfast was and they said it was great.&nbsp; I told them I noticed a little eggs left and they offered them to me.&nbsp; I declined, but told them they looked a little shiney.&nbsp; One then told me they’d actually scrambled a dozen eggs in ALL the grease that came out of that 2# of bacon.&nbsp; We then had a conversation about what we meant by “some” and what direction they could go to find a place to take a dump.&nbsp; The life of the scoutmaster…..</p></blockquote><p></p>

[QUOTE="Oklahomahunter, post: 4189659, member: 41138"] I took our scout troop camping (every month) last year and a group of our older boys were making bacon and eggs. When they got done with the 2# of bacon they were going to dump out the grease. Us adults told them to save some of it and cook their eggs in it. Now, these boys are about as easy going as they come but also SUPER sheltered. My son’s group is the exact opposite. Anyway, the boys go back to cooking and we stayed in our campsite. A little while later I was making my rounds and noticed there were a few eggs left. I asked the boys how breakfast was and they said it was great. I told them I noticed a little eggs left and they offered them to me. I declined, but told them they looked a little shiney. One then told me they’d actually scrambled a dozen eggs in ALL the grease that came out of that 2# of bacon. We then had a conversation about what we meant by “some” and what direction they could go to find a place to take a dump. The life of the scoutmaster….. [/QUOTE]

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