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I have the greatest respect for Eagle Scouts. I wanted to be one myself and had aquired all the necessary merit badges, but I ran into a problem. We were having our annual Jamboree, and one of the other scouts slipped a dose of LSD into my canteen. Sometime just before dinner I dislodged our patrol flag from its pole and used it to fashioned myself a diaper, which I then went into my tent and slipped into. After wrapping my underwear around my head, I ran through the camp screaming "I'm poopin' on the flag, I'm poopin' on the flag" until I was subdued by the scoutmaster and his son. I was immediately sent home in disgrace, and dismissed from the Boy Scouts. I've never forgiven myself. But I've still got the flag!