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In 6 hours I will be at the airport playing the waiting game. I will be sitting in gate area surrounded by gambling degenerates young and old (mostly old) and cowboys.

Did he just say cowboys?

Yep, I said cowboys.

I recall last year, heading down to Vegas for the WPBT Holiday Classic. Getting on the plane and seeing a bunch of men and women with big ol' cowboy hats getting on the plane. I sat there thinking "We have cowboys in Wisconsin?"

So I have to think there will be some heading down for the big rodeo this weekend as well. I tell you, I have never seen so many friggin' big ass belt buckles in my life that when these people head to Vegas.

It reminds me of a shirt that I use to see on a daily basis when I worked for a different company. My office was located in a strip mall, on the second floor of the main building. Directly beaneath me was some country western/boot store. For months they had some t-shirts posted in their window display. One in particular cracked me up because I had not idea what they hell it was suppose to be mean, because when you took it at face value, it made absolutely no sense. It read:

"Winning isn't everything...Hold my belt buckle while I kiss your girlfriend."

Uh, yeah. Ok. Funny one guys.

Yes, it perplexed me for months. But it cracked me up day after day. So I started to use the phrase even though I had no clue what the hell it meant because it seemed funny. Then someone explained it to me. I thought it was still pretty funny because it looks funny. I may have to break it out this weekend."...

Have a nice evenin'/day visiem!

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