Prank Rules

So I was never actually at any of the following events, although I wish I was because they are so funny. I've been trying to get some of the details from Bryant, but he hasn't gotten back to me, so I'm just going to forge ahead and do my best, and if I get some things wrong, it's Bryant's fault.

So throughout the Fall Semester, the boys in B23 had this habit of pranking people. Well, not just people, but Rob. And I feel like the pranking was mostly Steven's idea because he's very persuasive, and the pranking mostly stopped after he left.

Poor Rob. Remember him? Sir Robert? Well, let's just say that a lot of things bother him. Like when things aren't clean, or when germs touch his food, or when his food touches the floor. Things like that. Well some of the pranks that involved Rob were when they put a quarter deep in the heart of his peanut butter, so he didn't find it for days. But when he did, he freaked out and I'm fairly certain that he threw the peanut butter away (again, a little hazy on the details. Bryant's fault, I'm telling ya!). A few times, he would open his closet door and Tyler would walk out of it. And they weren't very big closets, and they were locked so it's kinda creepy for Tyler to be walking out of there. Again, there was the freaking out. And there was this other time where Murphy threw this gross, rotten smelling flour on Rob while he was in the shower (I was actually there for that one. So hilarious.) But one prank was so big that it became the reason why the Prank Rules were started.

I don't really remember everything that the Prank Rules said. There were some things about not logging into another's Facebook and other such nonsense. At the end it said something along the lines of: "And if you feel that someone is trying to steal your bath toys, you are free to attack them in your birthday suit." Now when Emily and I saw that line, we were so confused as to why that rule was necessary. Bath toys? Birthday suits? What was going on in this apartment? (We didn't really know them then, so we had no idea what kind of people these were.) So Rob told us the story:

One day, Rob was taking a shower. This happens every day, rest assured. It's just that this particular day, Tyler had to clean the bathroom for his cleaning checks. So Tyler is cleaning the bathroom while Rob is showering, with no intention of pranking him whatsoever. He gets to the bathtub that Rob is showering in and moves Rob shampoo and conditioner out of the way to clean where they were (although I question Tyler's methods of cleaning, I don't doubt his innocence). Rob, thinking that Tyler is taking them away as some sort of prank, lunges out at Tyler to stop him AND SLIPS. Big uh oh. Now do you remember how big Rob is? About 6'3" and broad shouldered. Not as slim as Tyler. So Rob slips OUT OF THE BATHTUB onto Tyler! Tyler scrambles out from under Rob and runs screaming (like a little girl according to Rob) down the hallway into the kitchen, freaking out about what had just happened (which is quite reasonable. I mean, Rob did just fall on top of him!)

And so this incident is why the guys are free to attack others in their birthday suits--but only if their bath toys are being threatened!

A new spin on an old story

Welp, I've been added to the blog, which makes all of my wildest dreams come true. Or something like that. My name is Monica. You may know me, you may not. I was that one girl in the background all the time:

(That's my knee)

I also spent a lot of time in good ole B23, so while that doesn't make me an expert on them, it makes me the next best thing: a good friend.

So why have I been added? Let's just say that there's a whole world of hilarity that we haven't even touched yet. There are so many stories that need to be preserved for future generations. So feel free to keep reading our B23 Short Stories. They will mostly be about these boys you know and love (or don't know, but still love). Bryant and I will also be updating y'all on how everyone is doing on their missions, as well as their current addresses. This will become more relevant as the time goes on and they all leave for the MTC (MTC entrance dates- Murph: June 6; Brett: June 20; Mike: July 5; and Rob: August 22; Tyler is already at the MTC and he is doing so well! Man, they grow up so fast!)

Ok, so I'm just gonna kick this right off with the retelling of a timeless tale: Throw it away!

There once was a time where Sir Robert brought over a Lady Friend on a date to the kitchen, while we were all there. Needless to say, there were some awkward moments, but we pushed through them! However, there was one thing that we couldn't push through: the fact that both Sir Robert and said Lady Friend do not appreciate the finer points in life. Namely, good food. Miss Lady Friend picked up a box of Bryant's Vegetable Crackers. Vegetable crackers are good for you, right? I mean, they're not cookies or anything like that. Well, Miss Lady Friend started reading off of the ingredients on the back of Bryant's innocent box of Vegetable Crackers, and when she reached "high fructose corn syrup" she said, and I kid you not: "High fructose corn syrup? This is garbage. You need to throw it away!" We all just kinda sat in silence for a split second while we realized that she was not kidding. She seriously had just told Bryant to throw away his Vegetable Crackers. Bryant, realizing how ridiculous this was, decided that he was going to follow through with her request to prove that what she asked was crazy and just plain wrong. That was a healthy box of Vegetable Crackers on the line! Murphy, caught in his own little Murph-world, only heard Bryant say: "You want me to throw it away? Alright then, I'm throwing it away!" Murphy was devastated at the loss of good food. He did not want Bryant to throw Vegetable Crackers away, because all food is sacred. He jumped up and started blocking the trash can from Bryant, and attempted to yank Vegetable Crackers out of Bryant's hand, to no avail. What proceeded was much shouting between the two, with Bryant exclaiming that since Miss Lady Friend didn't want Vegetable Crackers, then they should get thrown away (with much sarcasm of course), and Murphy protesting the demise of poor Vegetable Crackers. Let me tell you, it was a struggle. Imagine two boys fighting over food. Then imagine those same two boys fighting over food in a cramped Heritage kitchen, with a handful of other people looking on. It's still one of the most hilarious things I've seen to date. Anyway, Bryant's will remained strong, and the box of Vegetable Crackers ended up in the trash can. That, and I think Murph finally understood the lesson that Bryant was attempting to teach Lady Friend, so he allowed the lesson to be taught. Sir Robert and Lady Friend left shortly thereafter (I think it was too much excitement for their healthy bodies or something), and we all went about our business, relaying what had happened to any newcomer who stepped into the kitchen. The next day, when I sat down on the couch, in the table in front me, there was the poor, battered, and slightly beaten box of Vegetable Crackers.

Soon thereafter, it became an oft repeated, no, shouted, saying of ours. When we didn't like something? Throw it away! Piece of trash? Throw it away! Tired of doing homework? Throw it away! And as soon as one person said it, we all chimed in. It quickly became something that was always Overheard in Broadbent 23. 

AND......

And I'm off!

Tyler goes to the Crem de la Crem

As promised, here is Tyler's adventure to the creamery in a 2-part series.







This is really quotable so I hope to hear things like "Some people when they go shopping go on an empty stomach. And that, for the unprepared individual can be detrimental" around campus.
Carry on with your finals. All the cool kids still have one or two left.

Spoon it Up

The world needs to see this.

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ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhwwwwwww. ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. ahohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

A New Spin on an Old Story

Happy Texting Bryant. (I wonder who it is?)

On the phone with mom Bryant

Facebooking Bryant

Productive Bryant

Gangsta Bryant

DVDS!

DeeVeeDees are coming this Friday!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Daily Tyler

Tyler: "Bryant, don't try the whole dating thing. It hasn't worked out for you in the past. Just go straight to the engagement"

BTA: Roller Coaster

I also endorse this.

BTA: Press Release

BTA Polls

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BTA: Birthdays

BTA: Title Sequence

Just for Bryant

Imagine French Toast

Today after my morning run (which started at my bedroom and ended at my bathroom), I made the conscious decision to make and eat French toast. I did so, using bread, eggs, and other ingredients. I immersed the bread in the mixture of egg and other ingredients. I suppose this is why this toast is called French. I used a pan and a stove to heat it up. Then, I ate four French toasts. It was my first time doing this here at college. I enjoyed it. What did I learn from this? you may ask. Nothing. All I did was make French toast and eat it. It's not like a read a book or had a trying life experience. I merely made some delicious French toast and ate it. Maybe someday you will join me.

Tabular Grace

Mike: OOOH, Feel the table!!
Bryant: (Sticks face on table) Yes, yes....    It feels like a table

BTA: Press Conference

We have finally

reached twenty followers. We will now start accepting monetary donations. Please bring them to the third door on the right of the hallway in B23 and straight on till morning. There is no maximum amount so donate away!

BTA: Pa-rank Calls

BYU

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We're having a

baby.

We've never

gone this long without a post before.

Watch Between Two Arms

Robbor: a palindrome

Arm holding Rob.

Spiritual Rob.

Happy Rob.

Drinking Rob.

Eating Rob.

 More eating Rob.

 Handsome Rob.

Sunday

It has been a while since I posted about Sunday. Well, today is Fast Sunday. There are a plethora of jokes that go along with the irony of calling this Sunday fast. I admire the faith of my little cousin who told his dad he prayed during fast and testimony meeting and received the answer that he could go get a drink. He is so lucky. I will try for that later today. Actually, I'm really excited for Fast Sunday. Who doesn't love going without food or drink for over two hours? You may comment below. Nonetheless, it will make my Ramen noodles taste so much better. As a side note, tank you to Steven Baird who left a treasure of Ramen noodles hidden in his cupboard. That has saved me a lot of dough.

A Green Potato Chip?

Throw it away!

BTA: Confessions of an Appleholic

My phone almost

ran out of battery in the Bookstore. Luckily, there is a phone charging station.

BTA: Hall Ball

Rob's coming

better brush my teeth.

Murphy's Mission

"You know, your main objective here should be to avoid the falling helicopters..." -Brett

BTA: Things that are Awesome

We'd like to hear from you.

Especially me. Comments on my posts seem to be scarce. I don't know why this is. Maybe my followers are too intimidated by my exquisite vocabulary full of exotic sesquipedalians. Maybe they are racist because they are not black. Whatever the case, please feel very free to comment on this post. In fact, I exhort you to comment below. Please. Please. Please.

Delay

Sorry for the delay in Between Two Arms episodes! I'm working as hard and as fast as I can. You can expect the next episode tonight, so be ready....

I need...

to have the latest post on my blog.

Special Announcement

At time of writing, we have exactly as many pageviews as the year today! Exactly 2012 pageviews. And do you know how we feel? We feel happy of ourselves.

Babies

I hope you thought of Monica's voice when you read the title.

Sunday

I'm just about ready to go to church. I'm mostly dressed. I just need to put my shoes on. It's snowing outside. Not inside. Isn't that funny that every Sunday it snows? For at least the last two Sundays it has done this. It's strange because during the week it is warm and sunny. In fact, I am starting to get a nice tan on my legs. This is so strange for February. I guess the world is planning on ending later this year.
My old slob roommate, Steven Baird has been in regular correspondence with me. Yesterday I received a letter by mail from him. That was a pleasant surprise. He is really spiritual now. I especially like one line of his letter that made me cry: "No forgetting about me and make sure to stay awesome!" He would also like everyone to know he holds his district record for most dear elders received in one day. Congrats broseph.
Welp, that's mostly all I have to say for now. Have a good day and remember...Every toenail clipping has its story!

Between Two Arms: Do You See the Green?

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Moola

As soon as we get 20 followers we will start accepting monetary donations.

T Creeeeeeezy

Sick!

Ok, I wanted to come out and officially apologize for being sick lately. I am the one that sits on the right side of the couch in the videos in case you were wondering. I came down with some nasty sicknesses lately, and as much as I take comfort between those two arms I have been unable to film lately.

Don't hate me, I just don't want to get you all sick.

Between Two Arms Season 2

The season opener of Between Two Arms, the second season, will be coming shortly. It will be cool. Just a few teasers...

Between Two Arms
Season 2!
Find out the true identity of someone you thought was false...
Explore the nicest couch in provo...
Romance...
Bromance...
Find out who locked the door...
And who swallowed the key...
Learn how to make a quesadilla...
Find out who left the stove on...
and much more...

who changed the font?

Skipped Episode :(

Dear Between Two Arms Viewers,  
       Unfortunately tragedy has stricken again.

Due to an unexpected illness, we had to cancel the Wednesday episode. But don't cry. It's OK. No one is dying... I hope. We'll be back soon with more BTA. We've got a few announcements to make and a few tricks up our sleeve. Trust me, this next episode is gonna be great! But until then, you can laugh about this video instead.

Between Two Arms: You Are My Sunshine

BTA: Did Somebody Say Georgia? Feat. Alex Ober

Just Brett eh he

Between Two Arms: Music Video

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1000 views!!!

We just hit 1000 views!! To commemorate, here is a long overdue quote:

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Monica: It's like 9 months between the super bowl and college football season!!
Mike: That's like a baby away!
Bryant: Mike, you realize you just put Monica's two favorite things in the same sentence.
Monica: Football and Babies :)

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Between Two Arms: LBD

Arguing, as Usual

Between Two Arms: WOW

Between Two Arms: Pilot

Sports Center: Steelers 35, Titans 34

A Taste of My Life: Anthropology Lab

Horchata

Murphy, while drinking horchata (rice, cinnamon, and milk): "You know what this tastes like? Cinnamon and rice!"

Did you tell him they were the Lord's chips?

A Promise is a Promise

Brett: Tyler, I owe you $100. I will give it to you this Friday.

The New Honor Code

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Emily: "It's fine if we live together, as long as we're not sleeping together."

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Monica Has a Problem

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Murph: "Monica is a creeper. Do I hear affirmatives?"

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twenty more minutes

in anthropology.

Monica and Emily

anthropology

sitting in anthropology.

Man's Search for Happiness and the Cogitations it Requires

What follows is a description of the rare sparks of electricity that fire between the neurons of men when they are pondering their dating options for the weekend. These belong to Mike, Brett, and Bryant. But we're not going to tell you whose is whose. You'll just have to wonder...


MONDAY
Somebody casually mentions the possibility of a date this weekend and suggests a double/group. I spontaneously agree, but give it little thought.
A roommate mentions the possibility of a date this weekend. I give a non-committal response and forget about it within 10 minutes.
Should I go on a date this weekend?
Oh hey there homework, let's have some fun!

TUESDAY
I see the person who suggested the group date and it reminds me of it. I start thinking of who to ask. Nothing else happens.
Still don't remember the date possibility. What's for dinner?
I have some free time Friday evening. That sounds like a great time for a date.
Oh goody, more homework! My favorite!

WEDNESDAY
The looming date has started to seep into the back of my mind. I'm starting to decide if it's going to be a "for fun" date, or the high rolling, high intensity, finally-ask-out-the-girl-I've-been-wanting-to-ask-out-for-about-a-month date. Because if its the second one then it needs to be GOOD. All Caps. Hmmmmm. I'll figure that out later.
Person reminds me of date possibility. I say I will probably go, although I'm still non-committal. I promptly forget again.
Hey, I should probably figure what I'm going to do this weekend, shouldn't I? I'll go talk to the guys.
That's a good idea. I should probably find a girl to ask.
Do I want to take this girl that I'm really interested in? Or is this just a fun date? Let's do a fun date this weekend.
RockBand looks like fun!

THURSDAY
Okay, so the date is tomorrow. I should probably ask someone right? At three times during the day I say to myself, "I really need to figure out who I am going to ask on this date! I would do it right now, but I'm in Physics/roller blading/its too early/playing sports/eating a peanut butter sandwich/don't have cell service/break dancing/writing poetry." This gets nothing done. I get home late from school after doing homework and now I'm sincerely worried about this date. Soooooo, I pull up the ward menu directory. This is either going to confirm to me that the girl I secretly wanted to take is the one I should take, or I am going to remember the cute girl on Sunday who gave the good lesson/talk/comment in class/smile and wink and decide to take her. Either way I am going to figure out who to take. This has cost some considerable mental energy and strength and so I think that it was good enough for the day. I might call or go over to her apartment tonight, but probably not. I have all day tomorrow anyway!
I remember the date on my own, feel proud of myself for remembering, and forget again. RockBand anyone?
So who am I taking out tomorrow? Let's check out the ward menu directory.
I think I'll take this girl. That should be fun! We'll have a great time. Should I call her?
I'm hungry. Time for dinner.

FRIDAY

After waking up in the morning the dread hits. What if she says no? Could I find another date in time? I could call her, but what if she answers? I pick up the phone and dial. Here is what may happen: "Hello? Hey, this is _____. How are you? (This is almost always fumbled because I want to get to the actual point of the conversation as soon as I can. The 'How are you' is always rushed for this reason, and I would have no idea what to say if the answer was anything but 'good.' Good thing that never happens) Good, how are you? (Okay, ball is back in my court and I can bring it on home!) Good. (k, past that) What are you doing tonight?   OR   Do you want to go to ___ with me tonight? (Now the heart is pounding. If she says yes is it because she is being nice and doesn't actually want to go? Or is she totally in to me? If she says no and gives an excuse is it because she really just doesn't want to go out with me? Or is she legitimately busy and would go out some other time if I asked her to?).  -  Pause...  -  Yeah that sounds like a lot of fun! (Okay good!! Now just rush through the details and get off the phone to celebrate!) Oh, awesome! We are going to meet up with (insert people's names for the group/double date here). I'll come by to get you at ____ time.  Okay, sounds good! See you then! Okay, bye!" Oh, that was brutal. But it was a success!! Now, gotta get my swag on! I dress up classy about a half hour before the date. I put some gel in my hair, spray the cologne, probably get one or two opinions on how I look from my roommates, and we're off.
I get home in the afternoon and consider the date possibilities. Choices: Stay home alone and bored, or go out and have a blast with a woman. Needless to say I usually choose the latter. Then I open the ward menu directory. I browse the pages and pages of beautiful women in the directory. I decide on someone, and ask for roommate confirmation. I can the proceed to the contact stage. I call or knock on the door. But I avoid texting at all costs, because that's just tacky even if it is ultra convenient. I ask how she is and ask if she is free tonight. Then I proceed to tell her we will be ________ and the group will be meeting at ______PM. I am about to hang up when she asks where we are meeting. Then I turn really red (thank goodness I'm on the phone and she can't see) and inform her I will pick her up and apologize for the lack of clarity. Now I can relax for a few hours before my date. Movie, food, RockBand, food, more food. 20 minutes before the date: Hmm, I should probably get ready soon. 15 minutes before: I really need to work up the willpower to get up and ready now. 10 minutes before: Get up, dressed, smelling good, and looking extraordinary (which isn't hard for me) all in time to pick up my hot date. Date time: I run out the door, and immediately run back in because I forgot a) which apartment my date lives in b) my phone or c) my wallet. Then I can proceed to pick up the girl. I knock, say hello and begin the best night of the week.
Okay the date's at 8 tonight. I should call her now.
Ring. Ring.
-Hello?
-Hey, [name], how are you?
-(The answer here is always, without exception, "good!")
-That's great! I was wondering if you're free tonight?
-(Usually) Yeah, I am.
-Awesome. Would you like to (go do something) with me?
-Sure, sounds great!
-Okay! (Explain details of date).
-Sounds like fun!
-See you tonight!
***T-minus 60 minutes to date***
What time is it? Okay, I've got half an hour until I should start getting ready.
***T-minus 30 minutes to date***
Oh hey, I should go get ready now.
Pump some jams. Brush teeth, put button-up shirt on, maybe shave.
Hey roomies, how do I look?
Darn. I could have waited a lot longer to get ready.
***T-minus 5 minutes to date***
Alright, I've been sitting here for 20 minutes. It's finally time! Let's go have some fun!

Hips Don't Lie

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Rob: "I'm warning you, my hips are lethal!"

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The Man

Murphy even says the sacrament prayer like a man!?

The most manly man I know.

Mike Ellis: "Murphy put the fear of God into me when he said the sacrament prayer."

Can I get an amen?

Obama

This is where two conversations collided.

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Monica: "But then he starts singing and dancing and he's attractive again!"

Emily: "Obama?"

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What a stud.

SportsCenter after Rob beats Brett

Speaking of Ties

I'm eating animal cookies. Well, anyways, this is me with Murph's tie. I hope you like it. Feel free to comment on this post to express your feelings. Really, tell me what you think. I gotta know. One thing about gypsies, though, they're moody.

Wintery thoughts

Bryant: I always ask myself, "Would agent Sealey Booth wear this tie?" And if the answer is no then I do not wear that tie.

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Monica: Most illegitimate children are female.

Bryant: What makes them illegitimate?

---silence---

Bryant: I mean, other than the obvious?

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After Church

Welp, we just had hall meetin. Now we're just gathered in our humble kitchen/living room. It's great when three dudes can just gather in some sort of family gathering. We're really having a great time. Murphy is eating chips. Bryant is blogging. I'm just pondering a ton. We are also listening to the national anthem. It is a good song written by someone.

Going to Church

Welp, it's just me n Murph n Mike sittin in our room waitin to go to ward choir. Just three dudes chillin. Yes, we are all in the ward choir. In fact, Mike Clawson, the choir director personally invited each of us to join the choir. Mike sings, Murph accompanies, and I turn pages along with assisting Mike with a bringing the altos in on a few rough entrances. I pretty much just help Mike in whatever way he needs me to. Mike just finished his toast and Murphy finished his cereal. It's a sign.
On a similar vein, Murphy and I traded ties today. He is wearing my light blue and tan tie and I have his red, black, and white tie. I think it looks super classy. Murphy is very attractive in that tie also. Mmmmmmm.

Pooh!

Murph: I like Winnie the Pooh
Mike: I like poo
Christopher Robbin: tut tut, it looks like rain
Winnie: Oh bother.

Crap!

Crap! We only have three followers.

Surprise!!

This is long overdue...

Bryant (to Murphy): To be fair, you did surprise attack me in the bathroom.

Murphy: Oh c'mon, you were poking me in the abs and then I followed you in the bathroom. You should have seen it coming!

My Blog

Hey guys! I'm so excited to start a new blog. I am a BYU student and I don't drink coffee. It's sooo great. I am a freshman here at BYU. This blog is going to be sooooooo fun. And I'm sooooo glad that I now have a blog. Thanks for following me by the way. Ok, so here's my take on the BYU Creamery. What a great date idea?!?!?! I know it's clishay, but still, it's good cream. Everytime I walk in I look at the doughnuts. Well, not everytime. But mostly. I think, what if doughnut was pronounced doffnuts as it is spelled? Whatevs. hahahahaha. Alas. What's up with that construction? It makes me sooooo mad. I wish the world would just live in peace. Sorry, I'm getting preachy. Peachy. Ok guys, I look forward to writing in this blog. I may not be able to write daily, so I apologize ahead of time if I post twice a day.

Welcome to the Space Jam

We got a real thing goin' on.
Come on and slam. Welcome to the jam.

Basically, we're pretty awesome (or at least we like to think we are). Funny things get said in here all the time, and we don't want the world to miss out on them. It's kind of like we're doing the public a service. Hey Murph, maybe you can get American Heritage service hours for this?

We like blogging. We like trying to be funny.

Also we like girls. But are confused by them. It's a complicated relationship, but we manage.