Oh dear...just took me a second to get it....too many legs indeed!

My dad on a camping trip with his Boy Scouts--How do you want your eggs? I don't care. (cracks raw eggs onto his plate). MR GREEN! Well, you said you didn't care, now how do you want your eggs?

My mom, on a camping trip with her Girl Scouts. Mrs Green, where shall I dump the dishwater? Honey, there are 500 acres out there, anywhere will do. The girl dumped it on her feet.

Dad, with Scouts in the Quetico/Boundary Waters going over a rapid in a canoe...Paddle faster dammit, paddle faster! (became a 'family saying')

My mom had a glass top Corning stove, and the FLAT bottom cook pots that go with it. Dad accidentlly dropped the big one, a gallon I think. Landed on the outside corner...it was like a bomb had gone off in the kitchen. We all just stood there gobsmacked.........then laffed our asses off.