Hey! try this on a Campout --------------------------- Bags of small Apples...Popcicle sticks 3-4 bags of Toffee chips or Carmel baking chips.. Put chips in and add something like corn syrup..I used Pancake syrup, cause we had 50 gal's at the church! heheheee... (we also used a Micro-wave cause we were inside...) Heat this goop slow....stirin' to keep it from burnin' Stab yur Apples with the sticks...and lay out some wax paper, or foil..... when soupy....(Dippable), Have em' dunk em in and stir...the pull out slow and drip off the excess, and plunk 'em down to the side fer a while on the foil..... Keep doing this till the fun starts to run out... "CAN WE EAT THEM NOW COMMANDER?" ---------------------------------- "Well...in a bit, but we need to let them cool...ah, HEY! I know...lets review what we need to take on and over night camp out!" (I brought out my old second hand Army Mummy bag...down filled for warmth, but beat up..) "CAN WE EAT THEM NOW?" --------------------- "NO! I want you to feel how light but warm this bag is...and here is my old down parka... this has been to the top of Mt. Hood! Oh,this hole got snagged when I hooked it on my Ice axe...comming down on my Kester" "Cool,CAN WE EAT THE APPLES NOW?" ---------------------------------- "AH, Hang on.. I want to show you my neat Down Pillow...see it's filled with goose feathers.." "OK BOYS! Eat the apples!" and away they went diveing into the goo....*snort*chomp*slurp!* The sticky Butterscotch was turning to superglue on their hands and faces when "scooter" Jefferies discovered if he smashed the pillow on a Butterscotch covered Pioneer...the feathers would stick to them... *again.. "someone discovered the feathers would stick to a apple-eat'n PIONEER!" (haunting... fore-shadow'n of the future!) ----=-=-=---- The Commanders backs were turned talking about the LTC and upcomming NTC and the JLTC and that lead to talking about the BSATC...and by the time they had turned... my old Army Bag was creating a SNOW STORM OF FEATHERS!!! OH MY!! OH NO! "MY PIONEERS ARE BECOMEING BUTTERSCOTCHED AND FEATHERED!!!! AND IT'S ALLMOST TIME TO CLOSE! ech!!! THE PARENTS WILL FREAK!!!" The entire Outpost was covered in Goose feathers! Kids were spittin' feathers and they would wipe off their face only to spread more Buttersctoch goo to their hair and uniforms!! ECCH! I looked at one boy...and yelled.."Stop it! Son, why are you doing this? Don't you know this is a VIOLATION OF THE DICIPLINE CODE?!!!" "yea Commander, I know it...but, THIS IS FUN!" Time ran out and they were throwing Butterscotch at the Sr.Commander, the Outpost council and the Childrens Pastor!....the other teamed up with my leaky sleeping bag and pillow to WACK them! BLAMM! Every one began to screeam! AAGGHH! Then the Parents showed up! "Oh my GOD!!! What are...WHY IS THIS...*HEY!*" I didn't know what to do....I thought about calling Ken Hunt! I thought about throwing in the towell!!! then........ EVERYONE TURNED ON ME!!!!!!!! SLOWLY THEY ALL APPROCHED ARMED WITH BUTTERSCOTCH COVERED HANDS AND LEAKING PILLOWS AND SLEEPING BAGS!! I TRIED TOO RUN!! THEY WRESTLED ME TO THE GROUND........ and then I woke up! Oh, what a nightmare! :') _______ To unsubscribe, send "unsubscribe rangernet" to [EMAIL PROTECTED] "Eat the hay & spit out the sticks!" RTKB&G4JC! Autoresponder: [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://rangernet.org
