***this post may or may not contain strong opinions. the city of provo may tar and feather me for voicing these feelings. read at your own risk. if i were really skinny enterprises not responsible for any crying/hurt feelings that may result from reading this post.***
today i made the mistake of leaving the house. i'll be more succinct: i made the mistake of driving within a 2 mile radius of edwards stadium at byu. which by the way is basically impossible not to do if you're trying to get anywhere that matters in utah valley.
if you live in provo/orem, you know exactly what i'm talking about. during the fall on saturdays, you must remain a prisoner in your own home if you wish to escape the byu football fans and the subsequent concentration of redonkulously terrible utah drivers.
they are rabid. they will kill you.
i could not care less about byu football if my heart were surgically removed.
mind you, i respect byu. being mormon my whole life and now living in utah for the past 2 1/2 years, i run into quite a few byu students and graduates. i have to say, i tolerate the majority of them quite well, and am actually rather fond of quite a few of them (most of my current coworkers as well as lots of my friends and even a few relatives). all my byu friends: i like you. i'll keep you.
but byu sports, you and i will never be friends. and you avid byu fans - probably don't bring up football. if you keep this rule, we should be fine.
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i hate nothing more than the byu fans singing popcorn popping while popping out of their seats.
i have seen this byu fan so don't try to deny it.
AMEN!
Yep! Took me two hours to go to Costco. I live 4 minutes away from Costco.
I hate football. And I hate the crowds that flood the streets after a game. When I'm out running errands and I realize there is a game going on, I break out in cold sweats and the blood drains from my face as I try to figure out whether or not I can make it home before the onslaught.
Oh Holly, I am so sorry, and I so feel your pain. Which is why I have spent 90% of this football season in my apartment, eating takeout Cafe Rio or Papa John's, watching What Not To Wear and occasionally checking the score on the MTN so I don't sound too stupid if my dad calls to chat about the game.
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