Story from Hermana Griffith, I asked her about the pictures she had sent me and this is her reply:
Ya! ok so the one where shes taking stuff out of the trunk of the car is a funny story. We were teaching a lady, who is the smelliest person I have ever met in my life. I have a weak stomach and I couldn't even stand in her doorway without gagging. Anyways Burke and Twitchell had never met her but she always keep commitments and I felt like we should go back but I just didn't know if I could do the smell (its like sweat with pepsi) and anyways the two of them told me we had to go so we did and I told the lady we had to teach her outside. Anyways she ended up yelling at us-well mostly just me, and then I made her cry because I told her she was being rude. and then I felt bad so the next day we made cookies and took them over and she was having a yard sell of just junk (she might have been a horder...) and she wanted us to take some of the stuff. So were like "ok" and she loads us up with random stuff...she wanted to give us a toilet seat but we said no. anyways there was this cool looking jacket in the stuff and kinda like 90's style so were like "well maybe that would be something to keep ya?" the problem was that everything smelled super bad, just like the lady. So we stuck it all in the trunk and just never touched it for like 2 weeks and the car started to smell super bad. So that's your daughter throwing it all away in the church dumpster. I think she was the most mature when it came to touching the stuff... we kept the jack in there saying we were going to wash it cause Twitchell really wanted it. then i think you heard we got out trunk kinda smashed in a bit and when they switched us cars we left the jacket in there cause we didn't want to touch it....then the car guy made a special trip and ended up bringing it back to us and we told Twitchell she could only keep it if it was outside...I think she threw it away as well.......
Hermana Burke wasn't going to get anywhere close to the car |
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