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I still remember the entire Boy Scout motto. I don't remember the serial number of my gun in the army. I don't remember the number of my locker in school. But I remember that Boy Scout code.
Among my friends, I'm not a little Boy Scout, and they love my humor, thank God.
Unfortunately, I'm not a person that's always capable of living up to the Boy Scout philosophy.
My brother Jim and I spent many wonderful summers working on dairy farms in Wisconsin owned by Mom's cousins, and as members of our local Boy Scout troop.
I always wanted to be a boy scout but was too poor. Couldn't do it.
Giving jazz the Congressional seal of approval is a little like making Huck Finn an honorary Boy Scout.
Actually, as that first association continued, we got a little more legitimate. In those days, they asked Boy Scout troops to act as ushers during the football games. So we signed up and I went to many games in full Boy Scout uniform as an usher.
I think if I produced a show I would not want to be part of that production. That's not... I'm not... I mean, I couldn't even sell Boy Scout chocolate bars when I was a kid!
My father was a very good Boy Scout. He was very skilled with knots, and he showed me how to tie a bow tie.
I think one of the great problems we have in the Republican Party is that we don't encourage you to be nasty. We encourage you to be neat, obedient, loyal and faithful and all those Boy Scout words, which would be great around a campfire but are lousy in politics.