The Book Club, Chapter 1

So the other night, a bunch of us man folk in the ward got together for a little man-night-out sesh. Okay, so there was only 4 of us, but still, it was great. (Yeah, it's called the "Book Club" and we are reading zero books.) We had Jason "The Big Combo" Condie, Steve "This Wrap is Crap" Earl, Joe "These are Ribs?" Dryden, and Jake "No, These Definitely Are Not Ribs" Olsen all together at BC Chicken for dinner on the recommendation that the ribs were to die for... Well, if by "to die for" you mean, "they'll kill you!", then yeah, well said. So the food was just okay, but the company was legit.

"The Big Combo"

"This Wrap is Crap"

Me eating my "Definitely Not Ribs" and Joe... Is he throwing up?!

So anyway, after dinner, we went over the dollar theater and decided to watch Robin Hood... Yeah, that movie was worse than dinner. I think most guys are closet (or out of closet) Russell Crowe fans, but Russ... Not your best work, pal. In fact, it was LAME. I mean, sure there was some cool action and stuff, but I'm pretty sure I'd seen all of those shots in other Russell Crowe movies? Yeah, I'd skip that one. But anyway, the Book Club's first meeting was a success. See you next month, fellas.