Lincolnland is all a buzz about some kind of stock market and/or sausage event. Everyone is going on about a Bear market, and it has to do with meat packers too. But for some reason everyone must take sides and wear either a big C or a big GB and fuzzy ears or a chunk of cheese on their heads because you have 22 gigantic men on a field, only one ball, and there's no agreement on which way the ball should move. Silly as this sounds, everyone says the outcome of this contest is very important. But some of us with a more mature outlook understand that none of it really matters folks because its the Jets all the way!
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