A few weeks ago, we did service for an elderly lady in our ward and she gave us a watermelon in gratitude. Well, we forgot about the watermelon and we found it this morning growing mold. Mold is everywhere here. It grows on BBQ grills! It's insane. So, we obviously had to throw the watermelon out, but, of course, we were going to have some fun with it. So we took it out to the dumpster and I said to Elder Larson, "I'll hold open the lid, and you chuck it in."
Well, he chucked it alright. He chucked it so hard it exploded on impact and got all over my white shirt and nametag.
The whole way back to the apartment, Elder Larson was laughing so hard. I was half laughing, half whimpering about the moldy watermelon all over me. I had already packed up all my stuff because I'm getting transferred (AGAIN). So I don't have an extra white shirt to wear. (I'm wearing Elder Larson's shirt as I write this).
I sort of crashed my bike. I went down some stairs on it but the stairs were steeper than I thought. I didn't get hurt but I did leave a HUGE tire mark on the side of the apartment building (whooops).
Anyways, I goot run and get to transfers! LOVE YA'LL
