I just saw some of your friends and their bikes had broken down, I pulled over and they started running up to my Jeep anticipating a ride in to town, I then pulled away as fast as I could and yelled out the window "Blame Sprry75, *******!!!!"
Because this made me leak a little bit of pee into my magic Mormon underwear, I no longer think I am obligated to kill myself for offending you (after Chinese Democracy comes out).
So the other day I was out mowing the lawn, wearing the traditional lawn-mowing attire (hat, t-shirt, shorts, flip-flops
), you know, like you do, and it's extremely hot and muggy outside. Like 97 degrees or something. Anyway, I was walking along and who did I run into but the two guys above (or clones of them--but let's face it: they're all clones, anyway, aren't they?) walking their bicycles down the road. I thought to myself "aww, ****," as there was no way to avoid talking to these guys. They say hello, and I say hello, and then one of them says "you're seriously out mowing the lawn on a day like this?"
I say "got to, man" and then, in one of the oddest things I've ever said in my life, I said "you guys are seriously out riding your bikes in those get-ups on a day like this?" (Yes, I actually used the word "get-ups.") They laugh and the one guy says "got to, man." I thought my smart-assed comment had saved me from any Jesus pitch but as I walked away, they offered to help. (?!) I said no and continued on walking.
*I realized several minutes after the fact that "the lawn's not gonna mow itself, now, is it?" would have been a better response than "got to, man," but I just wasn't that quick, I guess. Oh well.
(And I know this is slightly off-topic here, but until Jedi Defender has a Mormon Chat section of it's very own, this'll have to do.)
(Oh, and by the way, **** all y'all.)