My dear Cowboys brethren and sistren, you have been the oasis in the desert of dismay, the island on the sea of solitude and the Chevy van on the way to Woodstock. We thrust and parry, go to and fro on CowboysZone but at the end of the day, we don't like each other very much. Thankfully, Reality provides a place to keep us away from others and the irreparable harm that might take years of therapy to counter on another site.
I really do appreciate you folks and always have but since this event has taken place, you are even more special. So special, there should be a short bus forum just for you.
Would those kind souls, and you know who you are, I certainly don't, let those know that have me on Ignore know I forgive them and they know not what they do?
Seriously, I am really thankful that we have a place to agitate, aggravate, initiate, escalate, proliferate, cogitate, infuriate, attempt to subjugate, berate, obliviate all reason and in the end rejuvenate ourselves and know we are not alone. We are in this together but next time I want to choose my own lifeboat.