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My mom just sent me a few pictures from when I arrived at the airport in Salt Lake just before Christmas. As per usual there were groups waiting for Mormon Missionaries returning home from their two year journey. Thanks to my brother, though, I had the best sign of the lot. As I passed one of the groups a woman enthusiastically asked where I had served my mission, apparently oblivious to my street clothing, pierced nose, and the bikini clad jell-o wrestlers adorning my welcome sign.
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I'm not gonna lie. This is pretty much the best post I've seen all month. :)
Oh i fully agree. That is awesome!
That is fantastic!
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