We're excited for our camping trip this weekend, and have been taking care of a few errands so we can go. One of them included getting our tax forms into the financial aid office by the end of this week. In doing so, we walked out with a student loan repayment brochure, and ran into a colonial man. Stunned, but not wanting to look like rubber-necks, we both ducked together behind the brochure to see what good old ben franklin was up to. I was honestly waiting for something exciting to happen, maybe even a wave from our favorite history hero. Nope. He looks at us like "wtf are you looking at!!" and lo and behold......goes to get his paycheck from the cashier office. I really don't want to know what admin. orders when they are bored.
And for those of you who didn't hear our Moral Police Raid last night, oh yes. A freaking Lincoln parked in the potato patch. It doesn't move. So what do we do? Well what anyone else would do - make them nervous and get out of the car and sip our pepsi on the hood of our car right next to them, King of the Hill style.
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