It's that time of year in Cowtown again. The yokels in hats that only escape the closet for a week every year, the boots that have grown too tight, and the endless pancake breakfasts where it is considered good corporate sponsorship to have everyone bombed on champagne and OJ by noon.
Yee Ha!
So here it is, your chance to 'Cowboy Up' and get your own Stampede nickname!
You gotta know that now that the rednecks have figgered out this new fangled internet-thingy, the end times really are upon us.
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