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When I was about 7 or 8 years old, my mom was filling up the bathtub for me so I could go get myself clean. I go to get in the tub and there I found my 4 year old sister in the tub, with all of her clothes on, including her shoes and socks. She thought she heard Mom telling her to get in the tub and not me.
I got in an accident in high school, was only doing like 10 mph when we collided with the other car. It looked like no damage was done to my car, but just before I turned it off I heard the engine revving up really loudly. "I don't think I should drive it home," I told the cop. "It looks fine. You'll be fine. Take it on home, all will be fine." So I drove the car on home with my mom following me in another car. The volvo I was driving started idling faster and faster, and soon I was doing 50 mph without even touching the gas. I soon left my mother behind. We get home, "Christian Thomas Farmer - what do you think you are doing driving that fast?" "But Mom! I couldn't help it! I wasn't even touching the gas!"
In high school I had a friend who could eat really fast and also eat a lot. Now I know what all of you are thinking, "Yes, I eat really fast too, and could probalby out eat your friend. I come from a large family just like I'm sure your friend did too so we had to eat fast before the food was all gone." My friend came from a family with 2 total kids in it. One day we each ate 1/2 a large deep dish pizza. He was still hungry so he had 2 double quarter pounders with cheese, fixed himself a milkshake, and ate 4 puddings, at which point we were out of food. He would eat cereal with the large salad serving spoons to get the food in his mouth fast enough. He would try to do the same with Jello pudding cups. One day a grownup friend of ours, Dean, walked in on us in the kitchen, and here's my friend, trying to jam a salad sized serving spoon into a pudding cup. Dean just gawked at him for a few seconds, turned around, and walked right back out of the room.
For you BYU students out there, you can go into Route Y and change your personal information. Under there they have a spot that says "preferred name". My coworker and I were fooling around with it, and she showed me that you can put spaces and all sorts of characters into your preferred name. So I put in: "I love Brittany A Shuman", and we had a decent laugh at that and forgot all about it. A few months later I get this phone call from my mom, "Christian, who's Brittany A Shuman?" Turns out BYU with their glorious form letters put "Dear I love Brittany A Shuman" at the top of my letter.
I have the ability to grow hair that is very thick and very curly. I grew out a fro one time, a nice big luxurious curly fro, and wore it everywhere - to school, to play, and even to work. One day at work I couldn't find my pen. I looked everywhere for it, but couldn't find it underneath the desk, under my keyboard, next to the phone - my pen was nowhere to be seen. And then my supervisor said, "Nice pen Christian". I reached up and felt my hair - Blast! I had left it in my fro!
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