day one of:
Our Trip To Las Vegas :aka: How Many Canadian Jokes Can You Make?
Thursday
We pulled up to the Greyhound station near 6:20 pm. I stayed in the car, per the posted signs request, as The Honeyman ran in to find our new passenger. He had a small description to go by (tall, dark skin, dark hair) but he found her quickly. (And thanks to knowing her online for 3+ years, meeting for the first time was not awkward in any way.)
Soon we were on our way back down to Orem, where we needed to stop by my house to load my luggage into the trunk. The Honeyman's car was at my house so he jumped in it and set off to pick up Zack and then go to his house, where we were to all meet. I finally got my 30 tons of junk stuffed into the trunk and most of the backseat so Tashina and I jumped in and went over to The Honeyman's.
After some PB&J sandwiches, Pepsis, and a warning about pickpockets from his parents we left The Honeyman's house. Courtney drove her car with Zack riding shotgun, and I drove George V Dubya with Tashina riding shotgun and The Honeyman squished in with the luggage in the backseat.
The first hour was pretty mellow. We chuckled quite a bit and made our first (of a few dozen) references to Wal-Mart. Tashina got dubbed "The Canadian Butt" pretty early off. I don't remember specifically how--I think something in reference to kicking the Canadian butt? "Your Mom..." or "You are..." became the comeback du jour right around here, too.
We got a little louder during the second hour. I believe this is where we introduced Tashina to our reality show. Ryan and I star in our made-up reality show that we like to make random references to during conversation. We point out when someone's ticker would flash across the bottom of the screen (ex- everytime I flipped someones sentence around with the prefix of "You're..." [ex- honeyman: "That tree is blue." susannah: "You're blue."] which I did more often than I probably want to admit.) or we point out how things would be edited, or when there would be a flashback. We had a new edition of our reality show this week-- Susannah & The Honeyman: Special Edition "Two 'Mericans and a Canuck" with special guests Elder ZackyZack and G.O.M.B.Courtney!
Oh yeah, Courtney became Get Off My Butt Courtney pretty quickly, as she was driving closely behind me a lot.
We stopped at a gas station in Beaver, Utah (where all there is to do is hand out speeding tickets...which we, thankfully, avoided) where I bought PopRocks and one of those soda containers that looks like an "I", which I was super pumped about.
We later stopped in St. George where I officially became insane. After making a wrong turn in a parking lot I led Zack (driving Courtney's car) in circles, some tight, some taking up aisles. I had tears streaming down my chin from laughing so hard as Zack kept the other car right behind me through each random turn.
It was near that stretch between Beaver and St. George where I found out my little groups love of showtunes. I am far from a stranger of them myself, so I was excited when both Tashina and The Honeyman belted them out right along with me.
While asking Tashina about herself I asked if I could call her "Tash", she said yes. I asked if I could call her "T", she said yes. I said, "How about 'T-Dawg...yo'?" The name stuck.
Between Mesquite and Las Vegas The Honeyman finally got up the courage to ask T-Dawg Yo what she was. She bounced between Indian and Native. Three minutes later I finally understood "native" and cracked up: "Oh, Native!? Hahaha. Native American but you're not American, hahahaha." Which then prompted Ryan to say "Say you are a Native North American." which turned into "Native North American with a touch of Canadian" which I turned into "Native North American with a lick o' Canadian"; because "lick o' Canadian" is really funny at 1 am.
We got to my house soon thereafter.
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