For some reason, LDS General Conference was being held in Lafayette, LA. The very first speaker was to be Brother Struck, a man I haven't ever met before. For some reason, I was chosen by the Priesthood leadership to give the introduction to Brother Struck (or Strup); but was only given five minutes notice, and I had just come in from water skiing and was cold. I had a big blanket wrapped around me, and took off my clothes till i was only in my Boxer Briefs (from Baskit) and a skimpy tank top.
I decided that I needed to know something about brother struck, so I started talking to his daughter, who told me to wing it. She wasn't too helpful, so I decided to talk to his son. Just as I was putting my pants on to go talk to him, conference started and he was the first speaker. I felt out of place with my jeans half way on, still in my tank but an A&F brown striped polo shirt with no clue who this man was I was to introduced.
Then I woke up.
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