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Boy howdy, don' none y'all know nothin 'bout NASCAR? Well let me enlighten ya as you big city folks would say
Down 'round these parts there are 3 main ways uh havin fun: cow-tippin, hog wrasslin, an NASCAR.
Now mind ya the first two are fun, when you get a cow up on a hill and tip it over, you can hear the "moooooo!" miles aways as it kicks its limbs goin down the hill. Hog wrasslin is fun, but after awhile you gets real mad 'cause the hog's always winnin'. So's you gets your knife and cuts it up for dinner. Fresh kilt hog's real nice for dinner.
NASCAR, on the other hand's real fun. Everybudy round these parts wants to be a NASCAR driver. When I done gradiated from 10th grade, I wuz so proud cuz I was the only kid from the family to make it that far. So's I went to the driving school and tried to signs up. Well, I wuzn't allowed and when I asked why they said, "Tommy, you gotta go through 12 grades to drive a car". 12 grades!! ooooh-weee, that's like college or somethin.
Since I couldn' drive in the cars I had to watch like everybody else. Watchin is fun, buts you gotta member that them point thingys don' matter none. We watch just to see the cars go and if we're lucky we see a crash. Crashin is the best part. Now its sad when someone dies, like that Dale Earnheart guy.
To answer your questions:
The races are held in Atlanta, Florida ain't no state. The revernd here says that Florida is a mystical paradise land that old people go to when they retire.
I don' know 'bout no cup. The cup ain't important.
The checkered flag is one thang you don't wanna see.
Yes, all the race tracks are oval, what do you expect them to be square? |
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