TA: Audience awareness, another for whit

It was Halloween. Ryan had invited us to a Halloween party at his house. We said we’d be a little late—because we had to go trick or treating.—and off on a little tangent—trick-or-treating was especially good that year—It was so cold that not too many people were out—so we were getting a lot of candy. Also Whitney, never ever let anyone tell you that you are too old to go trick-or-treating.—so after trick-or-treating we went to Ryan’s house. The people who I remember being there are Cambri, Lori, Heath, Brenton, Jordan, Ryan, you, and me. WE played some games ate some food. Cambri, Lori, and Heath left. Then we went outside and had the biggest snowball fight that Jordan, Ryan, and Brenton had ever been a part of. We were the white-washing queens. Yup, our techniques were so perfected we could actually be called royalty in this art. I must confess those guys were also pretty good snowball fighters and at the end we were all pretty cold and wet, but we were all sure laughing. Oh, except for Heath; He came back, got white-washed, and left. I think Spritely Twink almost got stuck on the way out. You know, we once made signs for those guys to hold up during basketball games. One said something about binging the opponent’s leg off, but I can’t remember what the other one said.