In Mankato Troop 76 alone, amongst the scant few athletes and Honor Roll-ees, there was the Goth kid who collected illegal butterfly knives, the pale basement dweller whose shoulders blistered in the sun, the Magic the Gathering player with a perma-Kool-Aid-stache, the compulsive liar, and the chainsmoker who came to meetings still dressed in his Burger King uniform.