This weekend we had a ward Emergency Preparedness activity. By some miracle, my apartment was left with all the left overs....all of them. Even after we invited 6 guys over last night to help us eat these, this is what is left. We have a least a gallon of slop left. Looks like I don't really need to plan any meals in the near future.
The Sisterhood of the Traveling Booty Shorts
My roommate Estelle ripped her jeans this week. For some reason she got the idea to cut off the legs and make chaps. But what that left was a beautiful pair of Daisy Dukes. My roommates and I bonded as we each tried on the pair of booty shorts and enjoyed a good laugh as we pondered the fact that some people really wear those.
Burritoing
Apartment 22 is the dreamboat apartment of Monticello. We had the opportunity to accompany these fine gentleman on an adventure they like to call Burritoing. All it takes is a sleeping bag. What you do is put one person in the sleeping bag and zip it up so you can't see them at all (mummy bags are preferable). Then you leave said person on the doorstep of a stranger. You ring the doorbell and run away while tenants poke, prod, and decide what to do about this giant burrito sitting on their porch. Most people eventually open it to see what/who is inside, at which point the current occupant of the sleeping bag screams, sheds his cuccoon, and runs away. The residents are never the same again. I love BYU!
2 comments:
Can I come burritoing?
haha, that was so much fun! :) Good times
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