I'm getting married. Here.

http://www.achristmasstoryhouse.com/

Yes they hold weddings. No, I haven't asked anyone to marry me yet. Some recommendations would be appreciated.
By the way, I will be registered at anywhere Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifles or Sexy-Leg Lamps are sold.
By the way, by the way, all of my groomsmen are getting those pink bunny pajamas, but I'll be wearing this:

Check this out

http://www.uvu.edu/csse/events/informationsessions.html


This is Brett Sykes. Top left of the picture. He's hanging with the popular kids. They do that everyday out under the willow tree, making fun of the uncool kids and talking about their favorite make-out spots. He's a regular star here at UVU.
Congrats Brett.

These are the things I think of as I sit in the break room at 4 in the morning...
Seven has got to be the worst number, socially.
I only have one good reason, but that's enough to set me off. Seven is the only single digit that takes two syllables, except zero, but zero doesn't count for anything so forget about him.
Think about it. One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Sev-En... it doesn't work. The rhythm is lost, the balance upheaved.
Anyways, this is what my mind processes this early in the morning.