You Ain't Cool Unless You Pee Your Pants!

First off I just want to laugh at the fact that so many people complained about there being no blog entry so I put one up and then no one comments just because I use the word nigger. If thats all it takes so that I can end this silly masquerade of mindless chatter then I will be using that and other words more.



I was trying to think of what to talk about, I really wanted to talk about the BYU game that LaNell & I went to but LaNell's head was in the clouds thinking about Prince Charming and so she forgot the camera. Its sad because our seats were so good that I got to touch the hem of Jimmer's shirt (Don't mind me, I'm just slightly twiterpated!)The game was fun and luckily we won, thanks to Cummard.



I thought that I would take a moment to tell a sad story that LaNell has been nagging me to tell for ages now. Fortunately there is no picture to go along with it but I'm sure if Michael had a camera he would have been more than happy to snap a shot of me in a moment of embarassment!!!! LaNell likes to call me chuckles, tragically my insessant laughter problem caught up with me one day when I was hanging out with Michael. We had gone to lunch over in Chico and then decided to walk around in a park. For some reason Michael decided that he wanted to be the funniest person in the world. Of coarse as the jokes became increasingly funnier I could not stop laughing to the point of heart attack. I couldn't breathe and I had indulged in several Dr. Peppers so I was telling Michael to stop or I was going to pee my pants. He of coarse found this hilarious and continued. Of coarse the breaking point was when I realized that I should have invested in a package of Pampers! I didn't know what to do, I was frantically searching for a restroom but there was only a gathering hall that was being used by a wedding reception. So I had to do what any chubby girl would do and that is to charge into the reception and quickly find a bathroom. Luckily no one stopped me to inquire about my attire, I guess they thought that I was just there to indulge in the cake. Luckily I didn't have too bad an accident but I did think about murdering Michael & investing in a catheter. So in the words of Billy Madison, "you ain't cool unless you pee your pants!"