They've done it...
Provo has done the unthinkable...
They've rid my tuesdays of all that was special...
They've taken away dollar night at the local
It's almost painful to say it. After all...
Think of the memories:
Roommates say they know I'm out of town
when what is missing from the freezer?
When family came into town, who was there?
After a hard test, who was there?
When roommates heart attacked my room,
what did one of the hearts say?
When late night girl chats needed backup sustenance,
who was there?
Congratulating me on a fantastic run, who was there?
For family birthday cakes, who was there?
Grandparents send me certificates every birthday
for 3 yrs. now to where?
Introducing Tori to her first dollar scoop
EVER, from where?
4 yrs and counting dollar nights w/Karin, where?
Their only explanation?
What the heck am I supposed to do on tuesdays now?!