Lob Lob Lob -- Ster Ster Ster

This weekend was winter camp at Gillwell Park with my Explorer Group. It is the centenary year of scouting and it seems that they made more of an effort then the last time I went; Although that was three years ago now, so I could be mistaken.

I had loads of fun, mainly because we turned up with 5 tents, and the only ones that worked were the two that people owned personally, not the three that we borrowed from the district stores. Being awesome scouts, Unit M didn't let a little thing like the wrong poles for one tent - and no pegs for any others - get in the way of us having all the tents completely put up. Some people complimented us on our scoutyness, but one unfriendly chap shouted out "Hah! shit Niger" ... Well we didn't listen to him, because the tent was actually a shit Icelandic - the fool!!
We titled it an Icelandish (as in 'not quite', OH THE MIRTH!) and that name stuck, 'till about 10AM on the second day when we finally got out of bed. We stopped using the name then because the Icelandish ceased to exist; we were all far to tired to do anything heroic as the tent was knocked over and tumbled to the floor, instead we just stood in a daze and stared at it for a while.

I had great fun at the disco too. I just love it when I get to hang loose and have a good time. This is only possible at a Scout disco, where nobody judges you, even when covered in mud and dancing 'the Macarena' whilst everyone else raves. The evils who had deserted us to young lead with 3GP caught up with us in the disco, and I believe that it was Micheal who changed the word 'Monster' in The Automatics song to 'lobster'. Being the simple minded fool that I am I found this highly amusing and proceeded to substitute lobster and other related words into all the songs that I could that the DJ played. (Well do ya, do ya wanna lobster? - Franz Ferdinand) Stuart also joined in, and we both shouted so much that our brains and throats imploded.

The reason for the title is that we also were using many variations of Oggie-Oggie-Oggie at the weekend, giving us excuses to shout expletives and such. The obsession with lobster overflowed into here, stuart even told me he had a dream about a lobster getting shot. these are mainly here for my benefit but meh!

• Middle-Middle-Middle; Sex-Sex-Sex
• Shuttle-Shuttle-Shuttle; Cock-Cock-Cock
• Poision-Poision-Poision; Berry-dartFrog-Sam
• Unit-Unit-Unit; M-M-M
• Unit-Uncle-Unit; M-Vladmir-M; and finally...
• Lob-Lob-Lob; Ster-ster-ster

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Well, it took me about four hours to write this, because I opened too many tabs in Firefox and forgot about it. I started at 19.59 and didn't stop till 00.00.