Scout43B Travel Log: I've found a new source

Scout43B Travel Log: I've found a new source of energy. I left a scent trail and am en route back to the Queen's chamber. If all goes as planned I should arrive in T-14 hours.

Log Update: The bees have congregated in a husky conic structure. I will scatter them with my power warsher and procure the honey. My scout badge in Dispersion Tactics will inspire

millions of other Redneck Rangerboys to study nature (heh heh). Onced I learnt about bees, I'll work on getting my bird badge. Daddy said it was time I knew about them too.

Thing about bird badges is you can't earn them by sitting around on your butt all day watching Saturday morning cartoons. You have to go out and actually look at birds.

So far the only birds I had were: Tweety, Woody Woodpecker, and Roadrunner. My mom dragged me into my scouting uniform and pushed me out the door. Aiiieee! THE SUN! IT BURNS!

I quickly fired up my lap top so that I could stay connected to the web. The boy scout leader was showing the others how to live off the land, but I was keeping an eye on Wallstree

It. A real mean storm. Hail, lightning, rain, sleet, slush, nucleic slush, and fire, and even cats and dogs began to fall from the sky

. And meatballs. It was the apocalypse. The End of Time. The storm only lasted about five minutes, but by then it was the end of the world as we knew it. A bright light shone from

a flaming meatball in the sky. I ran out, my collander ready . All the derision & doubt I suffered was worth it. All praise its noodly appendages! The spaghetti monster cometh!