"Hmm... About three weeks." This is the conversation that myself and my companion have every time we see a plane flying through the sky, beckoning us home. See, something curious has happened. My new companion, Elder Crowther, and I both go home on the very same day. I have no clue why or how this happened, but it did. So, if you ask either of us if we are trunky, we will reply with a series of other ridiculous rhetorical questions such as: "Is the Pope Catholic?" "Does a bear poop in the woods?" or "Does John Madden love his turducken?" The answer is, of course!
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Now, to any of you unfamiliar with the missionary terminology, trunkiness is a form of homesickness that a missionary is often afflicted by when he or she is about to return home. Basically, the origin of the word is that when a missionary is soon to die (go home) they have their trunks (see what I did there?) mentally packed. They're ready and itching to get on with life.
