Rodeo.
Big muddy infield but no stage.
Mud-covered trailer-stage to the rescue!
Free burger. Delicious. Thank you.
Bluegrasses to the masses (for about 20 minutes).
"Those horses are running towards us."
I fear horses.
And now it's a tractor.
"Could you guys move? We need to disc the infield."
"…"
"Now."
Let the disc-ing commence.
It's bluegrass again, this time on the dirt.
Decapitation hand-signal from large cowboy means we stop.
Goodbye rodeo.
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Give Up
By The Postal Service
Release date: 2003-02-18 |
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