Reality of Rexburg

Rexburg Idaho. Where to start. No matter where we start it won't take long. How about with the vast Potato farms, or even better, the muscular farmers. Mmmm. Lets try Cajun Bobs, or even Horkleys. We'll introduce you to some "Pree-mees" and possibly some lucky "RMs." First off, we'll let you meet the crew. K, L, A and M. Four kindreds seperated out of premortality, destined to recconect in the one place on earth God won't allow shorts.
The purpose of the Loquacious Ladies, is to explain to the world how entirely outrageous the lives of those who live in this tiny town is. To begin our journey let us introduce you to the enemy here. Males. God's first, and worst creation. I mean, really? We could start by talking about the little things like the toilet seat, and the fact that everything needs to be a competiton, but those things are the least of our worries here in the Burg. You see when boys first come here, we have found that it must be mandatory that they pass some sort of test of idiocy. Whether this is to detract girls from seriously dating any "Pree-mees" (as they are more commonly known) before they go on their missions, or whether it is actually just some serious side effect from too much Ramen consumed in their first few months away from home, we won't ever be sure. We do know however, that they need a serious examination. More further on the subject of the alleged PreeMee comes the fact that they have lost all sense of chivalry. I mean, is a date unreasonable to ask for?! No. A simple walk through the gardens, or home cooked cookies with a movie is not a reaching for the moon. People, you have to understand that all we are asking for is a little attention without the requirement of a ring. That is where we introduce the "RMs." Also part of the male species, but with a completely opposite twist. Don't get us wrong, we love the attention they place upon us. But they have also earned themselves the nickname of the predator. They seem to love preying on helpless freshman. The problem with the predator is the idea that with this attention comes an equal return of favor. And that return is always the same. Marriage. We will try to refrain from using the "m" word too much, but it seems to be part of the mindset of the Burg. Students from all around the country (and world) come to rexburg to "get a good education." oh YEAH. RIGHT. They have one thing on their mind. Marriage. An eternal companion they can temple walk. And RMs have got the gold for this one. Although we don't mean to judge, we have met a couple who do not fit this category, the ratio between them isn't something to argue about.
The Locquacious Ladies, as a collective, have found that males in this town need a serious re-adjustment, and have thereby decided that the best way to solve our problem would be to create a blog. I mean, this will obviously work right? We have now introduced you to the squad and our predicament and will keep you posted on continuing progress in the near future. For now, we leave with our prayer that you  yourself will find someone that can solve your every problem, keep your every happiness and love your every fault. This is us signing off for now.
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Loquacious Ladies <3