Raising the brown flag.
Hey - I have a bright idea. You know how in coastal areas they have the red flags they fly to signify high tides, etc.? How about if Amarillo flys a brown flag? Let me explain... here recently, David and I flew in from Dallas coming back from a weekend away. As we neared the airport, the cute little flight attendant starts her descent schpiel... "We welcome you to Amarillo where it's partly cloudy and 76 degrees. Blah, blah, blah, blah." Give me the REAL deal, man. Let me know if my nose is going to be assaulted by the lovely smell of a cow's ass when I get off the damn plane. A lot more important to me than how many clouds I'm going to see. My solution to this would be to fly a brown flag. Run it up the flagpole for those reallllly Hereford-y days where the poo invades the air vents in the office. Fly it at half-mast for when you only catch the shit-scent when the wind blows just right... FLY THE BROWN FLAG!!!

1 Comments:
aye, aye!
let the brown flag fly!
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j3, at 9:07 PM
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