Grandmother Teresa
Alright, gotta crank this bad boy out real quick.
So we had to get our oil changed this week, and since the church has some deal with all Firestone (not sponsored) car places, we punch in “Firestone complete auto”, which is a great car shop that can fix up any car troubles you might be having. You can check to find some in your area, or call 855-540-0015 to get your quote today! That’s eight five five, five four zero, double oh fifteen.
But actually, Firestone sucks, cuz we searched for where they were and we went to where the blessed Google Maps took us, and it was a completely different auto shop. So we go to the next closest one, and guess what? ANOTHER HOAX! We had to go to the third Firestone place before it was actually Firestone. What a garbage company. Fix your maps, guys.
Then we got to do some service on another day, where we load boxes of food and stuff into trunks of cars that drive through. And let me tell you: The number of people that complain about the amount of FREE food they get is too dang high. They see that they only get TWO boxes filled with food, and they’re like, “Is that it?” Like, “YES FOREHEAD! Stop whining about your free freakin food!” But yeah, some peoples’ kids these days. On the plus side, we got to take home 8 gallons of milk, so my bones will not be breaking anytime soon.
Oh yo! We got this kid baptized! Basically all we had to do was ask him, and he was down, I don’t understand how missionaries before hadn’t already gotten that kid in the font. But that was pretty kickin’.
Then on another day, we were on our way out the door, and I open it up, and went to grab the outside of the door and pull it open, when in the very spot I would have placed my hand, was this FAT spider. Like, the sumo wrestling world champion of the spider world, just chillin’ right where I went to grab. Luckily, I got those mad reflexes, so I bailed out and yelled something along the lines of: “SWEET BLESSED GRANDMOTHER TERESA, WHY IN THE NAME OF DAVY JONES’ LOCKER IS THAT LIL’ BOY SO DANG FFFFFFFFFFAAAAAAAT?!?!?” And Elder Horne was like, “You mean Mother Teresa?” And I was like, “Look buddy… There are moments that you gotta call out Mother Teresa, but this was clearly a Grandmother Teresa moment. One that is leagues above just a regular Mother Teresa moment.”
Then we also had a lesson coming up on one of the days, and Elder Horne pulled a classic move where he forgot his mask, so he had to use a paper towel from the bathroom and some scotch tape like a real man. So you know I got those pics.
And hoo. That’s the week. But since tomorrow is the 18th…..
WE GOT THE RAFFLE!!!!!!
Maybe you won, probably you didn’t. But WHO KNOWS???
You can check it out though and find out….
Over and Out
SHOUTOUTS:
- My mom – She’s done a whole lot for me, I couldn’t put it all down if I tried. Thanks mom.
