screw BYU. – about 8 hours ago via txt
Sigh (a slightly amused, mostly pleased one). The apple didn’t fall far.
No offense to my adopted grandfather who taught there, my husband, my mother, my New and Improved Dad and all my dear friends who went to school there. You could not pay me enough money to attend BYU, even though I grew up in the shadow of that “Y” on those everlasting hills. Well, maybe a couple of million smackaroos would sweeten the pot. I might consider it then, but even then I don’t know….
Nice to know we are of the same opinion on this matter too.