As a teen, just old enough to be judgmental, around 13 or 14, our city slicker family was taken to a rodeo for entertainment. I found it to be pretty lame. The best part to me was when the clown was chased into a barrel by a 3,000 pound bull.
I learned two things that day. 1, Rodeos are not all they’re cracked up to be, and 2, never play chicken with a bull. Maybe I should go again, and get a perspective as a city slicker adult.
As a teen, just old enough to be judgmental, around 13 or 14, our city slicker family was taken to a rodeo for entertainment. I found it to be pretty lame. The best part to me was when the clown was chased into a barrel by a 3,000 pound bull.
I learned two things that day. 1, Rodeos are not all they’re cracked up to be, and 2, never play chicken with a bull. Maybe I should go again, and get a perspective as a city slicker adult.