Remember me as a time of day

So I was reading this story online about a girl at BYU and it reminded me of the time I semi-dated a Mormon.  If you follow my blog at all you’re already aware of my opinions about most standardized religions.  However, I have found Mormon’s to be a breed apart.  I say semi-dated because, well, I told her from the night at work when she asked me out to dinner at Joe’s that I could never date her.  And yet, she didn’t quite understand.. After pressuring me for weeks she finally found out where I lived and thereafter would come over unannounced to make out and generally provide my inquisitive mind with weird behaviors/opinions to observe.  

Don’t get me wrong, I felt bad.  She was younger than me and certainly more inexperienced but she was a manipulative little girl and so I didn’t let it bother me overly much.  We worked retail together two or three times a week and she would strait up do the most inappropriate things to me ever on the clock.  Why am I complaining?  Being involved with her wasn’t exactly something I wanted public.  She was easily the most attractive girl who worked at that store but was unanimously disliked.  

Anyways, this is clearly a rant.  All that I really want to say is Mormons are a breed apart ™ 2007 B.D. and, from my experience, ARE THE WORST KISSERS EVER.  The end.