Alas, this means War. I’m not talking about a nice, say, war of words, war of Magic, war of Roses, or a war of the worlds.
This is the bad kind of War.
I should have known when I went to the “Frontier Days Free Pancake Breakfast” That something was wrong.
The Boy Scouts were selling Marshmallow guns.
These means that this was either 1) A Texas Scout Troop on vacation or 2) My friends influence has reached beyond the borders of Texas. Kind of like “He-Whos-Name-Must-Not-Be-Spoken-Thank-You-Very-Much” (Aka Brendo).
So, I just do my thing, take pictures, and leave. Guess what I find in my e-mail when I check?
A Picture. Now, you may say, pictures are just fine.
Not when they come from Texas.
My friend thought this was hilarious. I then sent it to some other former friends to see what they thought (I was hoping for some indignation). They Laughed.
This was not what I was looking for.
The acronym LOL was not what I was looking for.
So after much protest, here’s the photo.
Excuse me while I make sure I *own* this domain.
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