I can't afford a monstrous playground for the kids to put in the backyard, but on the 4th of July we did buy them a tire swing to hang from our apricot tree. The ropes that came with the swing were short, so I bought an extra 12 feet of rope so we could hang the swing from a high branch.
When I got the swing all put together we had one of those rare moments where my wife is impressed with my abilities as a dude.
She asked, "Where did you learn how to tie these knots?"
And I got to give a manly response, "That's a rock climbing knot."
The sweet, innocent Utah-girl in my wife goaded her to ask, "You didn't learn that knot in the Boy Scouts?"
And I got to give the super-manly response, "No. I got kicked out of the Cub Scouts when I was a kid, remember?"
They said it was because I missed too many den meetings but I like to believe they kicked me out because I looked sooooooooooo bad.