Catspaw--I was a girlscout back in the days when the Monkeys were "cool." I got in the worst trouble ever because of a girlscout camping trip. Our troop was staying in a barn on some girl scout council property one rainy night, up in a hay loft. We had our lanterns for light so things were a bit dim. Anyway, some of us decided to play strip polker. Nothing really different from our girls locker room at school and we were all best buddies anyway. But we really caught heck when another girl scout ratted on us. We became th talk of the school and church. "And to think they were Girl Scouts!!"