Alright, wodies. This pic comes with a story. And, unfortunately, I am not the Shantier most suited to tell it. All I can say is This Is America, goddamnit. Now on with the commentary, Mander!
The day started like any other - I woke up, put on my Herbie Husker outfit, and drank several beers. We then went to the Husker game. As I filed into the stadium, the crowd suddenly stopped moving, apparently to sing the national anthem, which I couldn't hear because I was stuck in the hallway between the concessions and the seating area. That's when I heard a loud and angry "Take your hat off!" I turned around and saw this grizzly looking Harley Davidson clothes-wearing ponytailed motherfucker glaring at me. Before I could even respond, he again shouted, "Hey! Take your hat off! This is 'Merica!" He even had that quintessential closed-mouth southern drawl to accompany this now all too common expression of "patriotism." Fast forward to the end of the game. As we filed out of the stadium, we found ourselves walking directly behind that same guy with his wife, who apparently shares his love for all things Harley Davidson. Without hesitation, Paul grabbed the camera, walked ahead, and snapped this photo of the three of us to commemorate the encounter. I don't think they found it as humorous as the rest of us.
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ReplyDeleteThe day started like any other - I woke up, put on my Herbie Husker outfit, and drank several beers. We then went to the Husker game. As I filed into the stadium, the crowd suddenly stopped moving, apparently to sing the national anthem, which I couldn't hear because I was stuck in the hallway between the concessions and the seating area. That's when I heard a loud and angry "Take your hat off!" I turned around and saw this grizzly looking Harley Davidson clothes-wearing ponytailed motherfucker glaring at me. Before I could even respond, he again shouted, "Hey! Take your hat off! This is 'Merica!" He even had that quintessential closed-mouth southern drawl to accompany this now all too common expression of "patriotism." Fast forward to the end of the game. As we filed out of the stadium, we found ourselves walking directly behind that same guy with his wife, who apparently shares his love for all things Harley Davidson. Without hesitation, Paul grabbed the camera, walked ahead, and snapped this photo of the three of us to commemorate the encounter. I don't think they found it as humorous as the rest of us.
ReplyDeleteAmerica, land of the free, home of the take your fuckin' hat off
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