Since it's now trendy to reply to one's self (although I was doing it to you guys over a year ago...) I have to say at this moment:
With the grace of the Football Injury Gods::
Which I just ran and sacrificed 19 chickens with some fellow Cowboy cultists- FANS! Good people, surely:
We were hanging out... randomly, you know. That's just things and such...
We didn't know each other and all, but hey- we got to talking and we were total Cowboys fans! So...
Yeah- I kind of hinted at chickens and things and what not, but I never thought anyone would believe me!
Next thing I know- there I was: somewhere south of Fredericksburg near Luckenbach... some place called: Sisterdale? What does that sign say???
Sisterdale... Scariest graveyards I ever sat in and recorded. Wow.
Never the less... I know the smell. Go for Fredericksburg and hit the road towards San Antonio. You see them places on the way.
Oh yes: Football Injury Gods... Some dead cat carcasses were swung. I'm not proud of this... but I'm kind of proud of this.
HEY! I didn't kill anything! I'm merely respecting local traditions (and making sure nobody kills me because that would truly suck... I mean- this place would burn without me!)...
Sorry...
I was able to pull out my smartphone (thank you, that one guy who was advocating pulling out the smart phones in that other thread... This is for you! *fistbump*)
And capture the ceremony as those dupes, you see attempt to make it happen.
ARISE CHICKEN!
CHICKEN ARISE!
What's my point? Good question. I guess all I can say is put all of your disposable income on...
Nothing I tell you to!
Don't trust a thing from a man who suggests Chickens Arise!
Why are you even reading this stupid stuff?
