Post 12: My Experience at Wendy's

So I went to Wendy's tonight to have a little snack. While I was there my friend wanted to watch the football game on the television so we sat down. We were sitting near a homeless man. After the game he was telling me about how corrupt America is. I will not go into detail about what he said because I would probably be arrested by the NSA. Let's just say that this chat lasted about 20 minutes and he gave me a newspaper for me to read an article so that I would be convinced that America was going down. During our lovely conversation he was also telling me about how I don't understand what it's like to be homeless because I am a privileged white boy. I must admit that I don't need understand what it's like to be homeless, but I think that was kind of obvious. Oh, he also told me how Taysom Hill should thank God for his injury because it will prevent him from going into the NFL which is basically of the Devil.

I think this conversation was the most interesting and scary thing that has happened to me while I've been at BYU. It is probably preparing me for my mission. By the end of the conversation I probably looked a lot like this: