Well I was in the Boy Scouts, but I wasn't in for long. I kind of regret leaving, but I had a very busy schedule once I became a freshman. I was juggling three sports, all honor classes, and had a band, so I just had to make a sacrifice.
I was a scout once upon a time. I think the last thing I got before I quit was my golden arrow (I think that's what it's called). I was such a quitter back then. Not much has changed.
Well, I went camping when I was around 9 or 10. Someone had a few playboys and since I was young, I was all "FUCK YEAH MAN!". Well, those aren't the exact words, but you get the point. Being 10 ruled.. I was impressed by small things like playboy and the taste of mead.