I hope you know that I took ice skating lessons when I was young, and I do my very best to include that in every icy conversation that I am included in. However, last night Station and I went with some of our friends over to the Salt Lake Sports Complex to watch the U play the Y in hockey. It started with some Tonyburger/Taco Bell then meeting up at the game with Mr & Mrs. Pack.
{You Better Believe That Is The Movement He Is Making}
The game was good, but there were some distracting things. The smell was disgusting. I have never spelled so much nose slapping B.O. in my life. And I don't wear deodorant. Another thing that kept me from the game was the loud baby-faced chest-popping dancing boy. It was, without fail, at any time the music would play any song with a beat, he would stand up and start to pop it and lock it and pound on the plastic windows that kept him from getting a puck in the face. At first it was embarrassing when he would stand up and turn around and start to roll with rhianna, but once we got away from the B.O. players and him it was funny to try to get his picture. There was also the regular mullet in front of us, that was to be expected. But to the side of him there was a boy with his ipod in and shades on. Because that ice is shiny.
{A Bit High Five}
Other than making fun of people, which seems like the majority of our time, we watched a very intense game. And we got a churro, pretzel, and a free hot chocolate that was made by the skittering girl who was microwaving my churro. We gave it to Clarence and Kyle Wayne to make them think we are thoughtful. It worked.
{People Walking On Ice Is Always Entertaining}
{Fiieeeght}
After the game, I went to the bathroom, which seems inconsequential, but as I was washing my hands, Clarence came in with a faceless human on her back while rubbing the woman next to me and throwing an empty hot chocolate can in my water. The women in the restroom were all amazed at what happened and seemed to be prepared to riot if I told them to.
{Cold Sore Scar}
{Lipless}
{More Angles}
In the end it was just Kyle Wayne who was propped atop her back and didn't know that he was dumping it in the sink and not a garbage. And we are glad that we got to hang out with all of our cool friends. Speaking for Station and myself.
