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When I was about 12 or 13, the youth from our ward took a trip to our mormon temple in Seattle to do baptisms for the dead. We were instructed to bring a change of underwear and after we were done, we were waiting for the longest time for these boys to come out of the bathroom so we could leave. The girls were talking about how we were supposed to take the longest in the bathroom with our primping and everything. It turned out some of the boys had forgotten extra underwear and because they were dunked in the water 25 times or more, they were soaking wet and had to blow dry their underwear until they could put them back on. I think that was my most funny mormon temple experience I remember.