Endgame Spoilers, 8 Dogs, and a Guy Who Bites His Cat
Ladies and gentlemen, I have spent another full week among the land of the cowboys. Their social interactions astound me, and I have yet to fully understand them. One that I’ve noticed amongst the fellow missionaries is that they do this finger slapping thing. I don’t know how to describe it. You make your pointer finger really loose, and then you pretty much shake your hand, and your spaghetti finger slaps against your middle finger and thumb. Yeah, they do it when something good happens, and usually say something like, “Let’s goooooo!” I think it’s weird and a little cringy, but maybe that’s because I can’t do it >:( Either way, I’ll probably not reform out of spite because I don’t want to pick up any wretched hillbilly quirks.
With that out of the way, it’s been a pretty good week. We’ve been working with the members here, and there are a lot of cool ones. I don’t know how many things that happened will make a good story, but I guess we’ll find out.
Well, I mean, I don’t have access to the news or anything like that, but the CORONAVIRUS is a fun topic people bring up all the time. What I have learned from the various skewed sources I have is that, (1) It kills old people. (2) It started in Japan or China. (3) A mile up the road of the supposed “origin point” is a high level government lab. (4) There’s like, 1 person in Oklahoma with it. And (5) it has a two-week dormant period before you see the symptoms. And I learned must of that from a guy who kept claiming, “Now, I’m not a conspiracy theorist, but…” And then he’d talk to us about how it was a perfect virus that started just near a high level lab. It’s wild. We’ve just been told to wash our hands and don’t do anything shtewpid, so yeah, hopefully it doesn’t take over the world like it’s The Brain. (That’s a high level “Pinky and The Brain” joke for all those goofs out there who don’t get it.)
ENDGAME SPOILER ALERT:
So on a car ride, our driver was talking to us and was like, “Ya know, I don’t know how Marvel is gonna keep making movies without Iron Man anymore…” And now, my guy Elder Anderson hasn’t seen it, so I look at him, and he’s about to say something when the guy finishes, “But now he’s dead.” And Elder Anderson just puts his head down in defeat. As soon as the guy finished saying that, he started saying sorry and saying stuff like, “No, I meant that as in he doesn’t have a will to fight anymore!” And his daughter just going after him for ruining the whole thing for him. Ah, sucks to suck I guess.
END OF SPOILER
If you haven’t seen the movie, which, I can only think of one person on this list that hasn’t, don’t read the spoiler part.
Anyway, a fun thing that isn’t really a good story per se, is that we found a dog without a collar and tracked down the owner, so that was a fun time. Then, on that same day, after we got home, I noticed that my pants were just wrecked, from all the interactions we had with dogs. I went back through and calculated exactly how many dogs came in contact with my pants. 8 dogs. That’s a record for me, just sayin’. Petting 8 dogs in a day is a good day.
So, also. For about half the week it hurt to breathe. Literally. If I took a breath in all the way, my lungs started to hurt. I literally don’t know why they did that; I’m like what the heck stupid lungs, I’m gonna need you to not do that. But now it doesn’t! And life goes on. But I’m just saying, this might be the last email I ever write.
Fun fact: I apparently laugh in my sleep. Didn’t think I could, but it was a funny dream.
ALRIGHT: So we went to visit this member family, who are super cool, and they have these cats. And the guy was talking to us about how they trained the cats to not bite people, and he was like, “Well, they used to bite me when I was petting them, so I bit them back to show ’em what it feels like.” BOY YOU WHAT?? And he’s like, “Hey, it showed ’em that it hurts, and they stopped doing it.” So I mean, that’s metal. But oh man, what a lad. He was also wearing white socks and sandals the whole time.
Yeah, it was a good week, not super off the rails wild, but still pretty good.
SHOUTOUTS:
- Sister Richardson: She’s a missionary serving in Indiana. I met her in the MTC and she’s really cool. She said that she actually reads all the way through my weekly emails, so she’s a real one.
Pics:
- So we went to this donut shop called “Hurts Donuts” and the cashier dude knew missionaries and we got free donuts.
- The lost dog we found
Over and Out