Moody's Corner: Group Texts

About 20 minutes ago I decided to play a game with one of my favorite people: Kassie. She replied to a mass text I sent out in desperation looking for someone to chill with for 30 minutes on a class break. None were available, so I turned to amusing myself with the question game. What is the question game you ask? It's simple. Start a conversation and keep it going using only questions as long as possible. The only catch is that the other person can't figure out what you're doing.
So the game was going just fine up until Kassie told me she works for Crest Financial... Which I assumed was the toothpaste company. Now I'll admit that the people I choose to surround myself with are often extremely witty. So as soon as I expressed my opinion on the matter the flood gates opened. I'm talking puns on plaque, canines, incisors, fillings, the whole nine yards. And all this time I'm trying to keep my own little game going while getting in on the world of tooth related humor. In fact let me cite a few of my favorites. I'll put the puns in bold.

It started with:
"To get a job at Crest you must have a plaque on your wall."
Other gems:
"Ok guys, let's play nice. Kassie has fillings too."
"Guys this isn't something you can just brush off."
"I hear she got the job by word of mouth, didn't even know the drill."
"Kassie is enameled with all of us."

And that wasn't even all of them. Seriously I was sitting in the library just laughing to myself and looking for all the world like a crazy person.
Anyway somewhere in the middle of all of this I walked into class and found our beloved Zac. The first thing he says? "How do I get taken off the group text?" Wait what, you want out? He did. Our resident grumpy gills refused to participate in our games. Too mature, is that it Zac? Fine. I'm childish then. *whimpers*
So is the iPhone worth its price? i don't know. But man are group messages fun!

In other news this week, I am now addicted to Mumford and Sons. I drove a roommate to lacrosse at 6 in the morning (aren't I just the best?). We played croquet dressed real Ivy League before the presidential debate and topped it all off with 40 nuggets from teh D's. And we're headed to St. George Friday night! Woot woot.
Love as always,
Moody