But they don't know how to advertise well.
That is just one of the things I have come to realize while I've been here in Florida.
The Freemasons hosted a $6 BBQ, and so my freemason co-worker invited me along. They roasted the chicken on cherrywood and used a good type of sauce. Boy, those freemasons must have good marinades as one of their little secrets!
Back in the day, they used to think that Mormons had horns. It makes sense. What else would explain our devilish good looks?
There are things called chiggers. They like to hide in the grass and in the Spanish moss that hangs from the trees. I am afraid of my little chigger buddies because they like to burrow into your skin and make you itch. Ouch! Everytime I walk under a tree I am so scared to have them brush into my hair, causing me to shave off my hair, cover my head in nail polish, and wait for the ouch to go away.
On Monday, I tried not to make any comments in my classes because I'm like Hermione Granger, raising my hand awkwardly before anyone else. I figured if I sit on my hands like I had to do in kindergarten everytime I get the urge to make a comment, I could do it. But 2 and 1/2 hours into the 6 hours of classes, I fell o
ff the bandwagon. But where's my intervention?
ff the bandwagon. But where's my intervention?Spanish Moss- the home of chiggers
