Twice a year swarms of terrible drivers in ill-fitting suits and modest dresses descend on downtown Salt Lake City to attend a big Mormon conference. And each time for as long as I can remember, the weather turns cold and wet. Weird coincidence, no?
Twice a year swarms of terrible drivers in ill-fitting suits and modest dresses descend on downtown Salt Lake City to attend a big Mormon conference. And each time for as long as I can remember, the weather turns cold and wet. Weird coincidence, no?
