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Everbody loves youth trips. I mean, you just can't duplicate those fond
memories of the big white church van, complete with gum under the seats
and bottles of Sobe (or whatever other energy drink is popular at the time)
rolling around on the floor. Oh, and we can't forget the candy wrappers down
in the cushions that make those annoying crinkly sounds whenever you shift
around in the seat. The guys always sit together in the back, chugging their
Sobes and belching loudly afterward. If the trip is long enough to where we
have to stop for something to eat, you can bet that the bean burrito that one
of the guys in the back ate is gonna start acting up. Once one guy can't hold
out any longer and passes a little gass, the other guys will let theirs out right after so that all the blame falls on him. if it's not too bad, we can get by with just rolling the windows down, but if it's REALLY bad, sometimes the youth leader has to pull over and make a guy or two get out till the worst of it is over. Then on the way home from a trip, all the kids will start singing the dumbest songs they can think of, including "I Wish I Were and Oscar Mayer Weiner", "Bingo", and "Hakuna Matata". When we run out of songs, we usually do the three-headed broadway star thing where each person sings one word or phrase, making it up as we go along. Usually we sing about some of the more picked on people in the youth group. The whole time all this is going on, the guys are trying their hardest to annoy the girls into actually speaking to them, nevermind that when the girls are pestered into saying something, it usually isn't all that nice. After describing all of that, I'm ready to go on another youth trip.
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