Alright I debated all week about writing this on this blog. But I'm going to do it because I really want that Shuffle over at Shelle's (who's in charge of this whole Don't you Hate It When...Go check it out!) and I'm going to have to explain it to my kids one day anyway. It's a family story that comes up whenever two words get smashed together...read on!
Once upon a time, there was a girl named Kristal (he he). She was a 11th grade in a Chemistry class. Now this is a BIG thing because it's suppose to be a senior only class but she had the smarts to get in!!
So it just so happened that the most gorgeous guy in the WHOLE entire WORLD, was in this class. Did I mention that he was tall, dark and handsome? That he was Mormon..a plus for me! And had already saved up money for his mission. Oh yes! What more could a 11th grader ask for?!!? Oh maybe that he would talk to her!! Oh yeah..it sooooo happened..like twice!! :) (We'll call him AC)
Well anyway Mr. R was a great Chem teacher and believed in hands-on experiences/labs. One day he set the fire alarm off because of said experiences. As we were leaving the classroom, Kristal and AC just HAPPENED to be walking next to each other. He held the door open for her. And they started chatting about whatever.
The conversation turned to cars. Kristal asked AC "What kind of car would you like to drive after your mission?"
"A Geo metro cuz I could put big wheels on it and still get good gas mileage!" said AC (Actual quote BTW) "What about you?"
"Well I wanna F**K. (Turning bright red, and stammering..) I mean,... I want a Ford Truck, Ford Truck!!!!!!!!!" said Kristal
Kristal then turned and walked away calmly to her friend in the class. Told the story and got laughed at, to the point that her friend had to use the 'forbidden' port-a-potty cuz she had to pee. Said friend, told everyone and their cousin. It got back to her mother. Who then put it, in stitches on her Graduation quilt...Ford Truck.
Don't you hate it when that happens....yeah me too!
Now if you laughed, giggled, grinned, or even just a smirk....go vote for me at Shelle...please!!!
(For those of you who know the people in this story, don't use names. It's embarrassing for all parties! *sigh*)