I was walking through the parking lot. Every space was occupied. Cars were spilling onto the streets, parked in the most unnatural spots. I ducked under the yellow tape and walked through the doors. I had never seen so many people in one place before. I mean, come on, this is Sanpete. It feels like there are about fifty people living in the entire valley. Anyway, I made my way through the crowds, looking for people I knew. Everyone was crowded around the plastic covered products as though they were pure gold. After I found my group, we placed ourselves strategically throughout the building in an effort to gain the advantage. When the time came, the world seemed to end. Plastic was ripped, hands were flying, and there was nothing I could do but reach in and grab what I could. The place was a madhouse. Death was imminent, but I managed to shoulder my way out of the beastly crowd. I made my way to my chariot (cart) and rode through the crowd towards the lines. The wait was near unbearable, for I had to do it twice, but I had fun. :)
Ice cream o' the day:
Graham crackers made into ice cream... that's all there is to say. :)
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