Thursday, June 3, 2010

The ROAR




Lyle drives up, and he is greeted with polite applause. He politely smiles...then the clapping gets louder and louder. Then there is whooping and screaming, and we surround him. And he backs off. A little freaked out. Then he stands there smiling...and uncomfortable. And we clap so much longer than you could believe possible. 10 minutes? All I know is my arms were killing me from clapping for so long.

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