Back at Camp Harley Sutton, a church camp we attend annually, there came a time for singing. At one point, they started to sing a really queer song. Meccans, at the time, had taken a restroom break. Beth, realizing the potential danger of singing this song, shot her hand in the air and cried, "Can I go to the bathroom???" And off she went.
Upon arriving at the facilities, she found Macaroni sanitizing her hands. "Don't go back out there," Beth warned. "They're singing that song."
After standing around for a few moments, they came to the conclusion that they needed a clever scheme to miss the song, because it was, in fact, quite long indeed.
At different intervals, one of them would sneak out and spy for a second, only to find the song was still going strong.
They finally came up with the Master Plan. MacGuyver would take a shower because she "stunk" and her "hair was gross." Beth would just "hang around to keep her company."
Sure enough, a little while later, Big Mack and Beth marched proudly back to the dreaded singing area, Mack Daddy's hair dripping wet. And everyone was very confused. But that didn't matter. They had successfully missed the song.
Ha. We sure showed them.
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