My troop consisted of my god-loving neighbor (I have nothing against religion, he was just one of those over-the-top nuts) and a few other kids that had no friends outside of eachother. Frankly, when I was with them I felt like the outcast because I've never spoken to any of them in my life nor could I relate to any of them on any level. They were all really into the scout thing, wanting to be eagle scouts and whatnot. They would make wicker baskets using dead brush, I'd take that brush and build a blair-witch style character and lit it on fire.
Wrong troop? Possibly, but if I happened to end up with a group like yours, I probably would have 3rd degree burns all over and unable to go outside b/c of the sun.