Wednesday, February 22, 2006


My friend Earl is the father of relatively young children, having been blessed with two sons and a daughter somewhat later in life. The boys are eight and thirteen, so it’s entirely understandable that he is involved up to his neck with Boy Scouting.

On a recent camping trip with his younger son’s Cub Scout den, he and his troop came upon an area where construction debris had been dumped in a ravine. There were perhaps eight discarded toilet bowls, tumbled together in a ramshackle row, amongst the detritus.

He called the boys together and directed their curious gaze at the line of toilets.

“You’ve all heard that bears shit in the woods, haven’t you?

“Well, here’s the proof...”

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