a bull named fu-man-chu
i am pretty sure i was longer than 2.7 seconds, but not much longer.
went to the Toby Keith concert on Sat. and had a great time, that of which i remember. woke up on Sunday with pain in 3 areas. head, wrist, inner thigh. now i could tell you what brought on the pounding head, shotgunning beer. seriously, who does that anymore? it was 95' last time i did that, but i digress.
the other two injuries took some investigation. usually if my wrist and inner thigh hurt, then something funky went down the night before. usually a bottle of loation and a midget were involved. but i saw no midget. then it hit me! damn bull rides!
they had a mechanical bull at the concert. brilliant idea! we were all pretty tosted except for my buddy jon, who was the only one who did not ride (which looking back seems to have been the wiser decision). either way it was fun, i did go flying off, i did look like a bitch, but it was fun and i did not look more bitch-like than any of the other guys.
all in all good story, but i have a bruise on my thigh that looks like florida after Ivan.