We’re like the YMCA

Nothing wrong with a little role playing, as long as it’s harmless and mutually agreed upon.

TheOysta and I, on the backend of our Albuquerque stop decided to check out some local attractions before we took off on our Eastern Journey. At the University of New Mexico we discussed how we wanted to be Lobos simply because the logo looked so damn cool. Because “The Pit” was closed (UoNM’s basketball stadium) we had to simply imagine how cool it would be to watch a game from the front row… but we got over that pretty quickly.

Soon after, we hopped over to “Old Town”, which Oysta told me was a ghost town, but the only ghost I saw was John popping out from behind a stone wall to scare me.

How rude! Fortunately though, I found console in buying some “Pussy Sauce” from one of the stores which supposedly is some pretty fuckin’ HOT hot-sauce. I’m excited, I have to find some cereal to put it on. The only thing I wanted more than Pussy Sauce was an Indian head-dress. I mean c’mon, who doesn’t want to relive their childhood Cowboy-and-Indian days with a sweet headdress. Granted, it’s two sizes too small for my head, and John’s humongous strofoam Cowboy hat envelopes mine in awesomeness, but who cares.

Unlike you, we have presidential hopes of performing YMCA dressed as a Cowboy and an Indian. Beat that, Obama.

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