There was this guy I grew up with - I'll call him Cloyce just to give him a name - who was in his youth a Boy Scout. He actually made Eagle Scout. Well, bald eagle scout. Premature hair loss.
One day he got separated from his troop while on a nature hike, and it took several hours for his companions to find him. "Why didn't you use you compass to find the camp?" his exasperated scoutmaster demanded upon discovery.
"I tried!" Cloyce answered. "But all I could tell was that I was as far from the east as I was from the west!"
Hey, I just said he was a scout. I didn't say he was a good one.
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