Me and Jesus

The day started out with an argument about women’s pant sizes. Odd, yes I know, but the discussion was really interesting. Me being the connoisseur of useless information I happened to know that a with women’s pants you just add 21, and you have the male equivalent. So we Googled it and what do you know I was right.
The argument was that a women with size 24 pant size was voluptuous but not 500 pounds, the girl arguing with me was a size 3, so I had a feeling she had no clue what she was talking about. So I set out to find the truth behind these points. Jesus offered to drive, so we went to Fashion Bug to see just how big women’s size 24 really was. When we got there, and got past the stairs of the workers, we arrived at the plus sized rack. And what do you know a size 24 sitting there gleaming. I picked it up, unhinged it from the hangers, and held it to my waist. I was right, size 24 isn’t that big.
The fun did not stop there however, Jesus and I went to the mall after that, and went video game shopping, each loaded with around one hundred dollars, we bought games that reminded us of our child hood, like “frogger” and “death to all humans”. After that we ventured over to the arcade, where we played deal or no deal, and each won around 200 tickets. I got the 200, he took the deal. Then we cashed in our tickets, and were amazed by the ladies ticket counting abilities, she was faster than the speed of light, and counted them accurately. She counted so fast it sounded like when we use to put the card in the spokes of our mountain bikes. Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick. So we purchased some water gun lizards and about 100 army men and were on our marry way.
After the arcade bonanza we went to FYI listened to some Viking death metal, then went to Auntie Annes for some blue raspberry dutch ice. A few brain freezes later, we were back on the way home. What a grand adventure, one that I can tell my grandchildren.