BYU vs. New Mexico.
Yes?
I was there.
Nose bleeds?
Of course.
There is no other way to do it.
The game was..... Good.
I would just like the world to know that the honor code is reasonable.
If you have a problem with it....
Take a trip to BYU-I.
Thats all.
The best part of the game was the girls in front of me.
and the half time show.
The girls were approximatly 15 or so and one of my favorite comments of the night:
"Why would you like Justin Bieber when you could like someone like a basketball player."
Oh girls....
You've got so much growing up to do.
The half time show consisted of Jean's Golden Girls.
Yes.
They were sure golden.
As another fan said, " That's Mormon entertainment."
Love it!
Plus on the way home I got a Mcdonalds ice cream [and a diet coke.. shh...]
....You know...
It's a problem when you're sitting on the benches, almost at half time, and your back starts to hurt and the first thing that comes to your mind is Nuskin Excercises.One of th best parts of the day was work.
Odd.
I know, right?
First glance at table 9 and your first thought would be [without a doubt],
Dysfunctional Family.
We argue about everything.
It's constant.
We help each other.
We tease each other.
Sometimes we make each other really mad.
Our TC has a special name.
Mom.
Can't wait for the Plus 1 to come. She's just like one of the kids most days.
Then we have Jules.
She has funny jokes [despite what ClayTracy says] and we have to stick together seeing that we're always being picked on by the males of the group and we look forward to her joining us for 45 minute Friday lunches. She is also the new exercise leader of the group. We like to talk about animals and things we wish we did or want to do over the weekends. She's from Idaho! Woo hoo! Idaho people are wonderful!
Then ClayTracy.
We fight. Just like siblings. He likes to come to work in a bad mood and tells us that he doesn't like his job, but secretly he loves it and never wants to leave. He also loves Vitality bottles and making fun of me. Rest in Pieces. Oh. and he's pink. He is sometimes bitter about the fact that he didn't win the safety award or the perfect attendance award and wants to be employee of the month. He nicknamed me Qeow.
Then Mr. Walls.
If you ask him if he's human he'll tell you no, that infact he is Dominican. He will not put bottles back in boxes after the incident of a few weeks ago. He just got his license... so WATCH OUT! and has almost been in 2 crashes, but only one of them was his fault. He is a Kobe Bryant fan and doesnt appreciate ClayTracy's daily thought of Kobe being shot. Oh. Mr. Walls doesn't think that any of my jokes are funny. I don't really appreciate that.
We can't forget Carmen.
She always reminds us to do our excercises after breaks and lunch no matter how much we don't want to do them. She made me laugh today when she said that BYU may not be perfect, but its better.
Agreed.
Its fine that we'll be doing G3 until the Red Sea parts again....
Yes.
G3.
Don't confuse yourselves with a G6.
I thought they were joking when they said that there were 7 pallets left.
I guess not.
Or S & R is just full of really sick jokes.
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