Monday, November 21, 2011

The world better hold its breath. November 21, 2011

I just realized that Joel and Bonny, and Jay-Z and Beyonce are having
their baby in the same year!!!
     Thats got to be some kind of  record for awsome babies in one
year, and thats all i have to say about that.
   So this week was really good. We had some dang hot weather to
start the week, and then passed the weekend with many thunderings and
lightnings, and with many wet socks, and we did preach mightily.
 Were looking forward to a big week, we keep getting a little better
as a team as the days go by, and were working with some really cool
people, i feel really lucky to be in this area at this time, and im
really hoping presidant will keep me here for one more, so i dont have
to leave right before Christmas. Speaking of Christmas, I wrote a huge
letter to every member of each family and put them in a big envelope
to send, and on my way to the post office, this crazy guy jumped out
from behind a bush, yanked the envelope out of my hand, and tried to
light it on fire! so i grab this type by his collar, and i start
shaking him around, but it turns our he has studied white crane
shoalin, so we began to battle, right their in the plaze lavalle, and
all these people started like cheering and stuff, and he throws this
MAD stabbing beak attack, but i saw it coming, and i was ready with a
rising sun double knee strike, which pinned him against the trunk of a
mighty oak. as i went in for the finishing blow, i stopped, and
realized that a missionary must forgive, so i dropped into a sitting
position, and poured some mate, inviting him to have a seat. He took
his place across the cloth that i had neatly laid out, and we began to
converse, amiably.
    Turns out that some punk kids had pulled a prank on him, telling
him that my envelope was full of poisonous serpents, and he was only
trying to save my life. This led us to share in great laughter, an in
the end we realized that we werent so different after all. problem is,
in all the commotion, my envelope blew away in the fridged southern
winds, never to be seen again. so dont expect anything grand for
christmas. cant say i didnt try though right?
     Life is great, were working hard, i love you well. Where ever
youre at, represent.
               Love, Elder Bridge

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