The best Sunday's are the ones where you find out you were not the only one who was bored during 1st hour. Lil Tanner had that problem a while ago. This is how I found him after what seemed to be like an eternal, everlasting, tedious, sacrament meeting. The only problem is that he can (and did) express how he felt. Whereas I had to sit and keep pinching myself in vain attempts to try to keep my eyes peeled open. I wish I could just fall over on the pew and sleep no matter how back-breaking the uncomfortable position.
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