<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Scouts on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/scouts/</link><description>Recent content in Scouts on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2012 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/scouts/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Merit Badge</title><link>/stories/2012/10/30/merit-badge/</link><pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2012 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2012/10/30/merit-badge/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;A Halloween Special 2012 Tale&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Authors note: Non-erotic Ghost story with a twist. This one is TOTALLY non-erotic.
If you are looking for erotic, just skip this one.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I was just supposed to be the assistant to the scout master, that’s all.  I was never a boy scout.  My idea of roughing it on vacation is a three-star hotel without an indoor pool.  But Tim said, “Dad, we have to have two adult leaders at all of our events. That’s the national scout rules.  All you have to do is tag along and stay out of Mr. Thompson’s way.”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>