On Wednesday, while in class, I get a text from Kyle. He wanted to know which parking lot at BYU campus I was parking in nowadays. I texted back which lot. At first I thought that maybe he needed to trade vehicles or something. But then I remembered that I had the only key to the minivan. So I texted back asking why he needed to know. I got no response.
After classes, I walk to the parking lot. There is no Kyle, so OK, he's not meeting me here with flowers or chocolate or some other hairbrained scheme that I was imagining he might do. I get in the van, start her up and look in the rearview mirror to check behind me before backing out of my spot and this is what I see written on the back window.
I just started laughing. I had to take a picture when I got home. Of course I had to post it on the blog.
are you going to respond with an answer hidden in a five pound bag of flour?
ReplyDeleteWay to go Kyle!!!!!
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