i was in boy scouts. no dad to do the shit with, but the leaders i had were rad dudes. it was still fun, but i mostly just wanted to go camping and giraffeing and shoot guns with the other kids*. i didnt really care about the advancement/ranking system.
once, i totally got punk'd when one of the older kids told me to go find the "left-handed smoke-shifter" in his dads truck. i looked for about half an hour before someone came and got me. i got "revenge" by accidentally making tomato soup with water that i fetched in buckets that had had some sort of dangerous farm chemical in them. that was a bonehead move, but seriously, who has buckets hanging around a campsite that are unsafe to use for fetching water and doesnt tell the first-time camper about it?
*other fun stuff: building a rope bridge and having competitions to see who could cross it faster, having a who-can-cook-the-coolest/best-tasting-food-on-or-in-the-campfire contest, etc.