Dear Young Child of Mine,
One day, you are going to be hanging out with your friends at school or at day camp or on the playground. Its going to be a beautiful day. The sun will be shining, a slight breeze in the air, low humidity. And some jerk will say, "no way, its lousy!" Someone will wear all orange on "Wear Green Day." During quiet study time, someone will jump up on their desk and scream, "hey teacher! teacher! look at me. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
That damaged soul is a Cowboys fan. A poisoned, screwed up, attention-starved, pathological, contrarian, ignorant, front-running, shiny object following, weak-minded, disloyal, shifty, cowardly, underhanded, lazy, obnoxious, uncouth, uneducated, illiterate, slovenly Dallas Cowboys fan. You may pity the Dallas Cowboys fan, but you need not tolerate, accept, or respect the Dallas Cowboys fan.
This knowledge is yours for the journey. Love,
Dad
HAIL TO THE REDSKINS!
Thursday, September 22, 2011
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Nora is far too dignified and sophisticated to associate with cowboy fans. But if she does encounter one on the playground, my advice would be to watch and laugh as they fall flat on their face trying to do a backflip off the chin up bar.
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