In the mid 90's, maybe spring of '95, my scout troop(sans me...senior patrol leader) was on a week long camp out on Cumberland Island. Two of my good friends dropped a huge rock on a ****ing dillo...and got the troop banned from Cumberland Island for like 5 or 10 years.
Needless to say...they left early. I got a call at like 6pm to come down to the church and dress down a bus of kids...cause nobody was snitchin'. So I did my job, found out who it was...AND I DIDNT SNITCH MUTHER****ERS!!! snitches get stitches. **** amadillos! It isn't like they killed a ****ing Cumberland Isle wild horse!
Needless to say...they left early. I got a call at like 6pm to come down to the church and dress down a bus of kids...cause nobody was snitchin'. So I did my job, found out who it was...AND I DIDNT SNITCH MUTHER****ERS!!! snitches get stitches. **** amadillos! It isn't like they killed a ****ing Cumberland Isle wild horse!