Oilfield Trash, Part 2

I cannot remember a year I diden’t go to the Stock Show. First started back when we were kids to show our livestock, as we got older it became a yearly event to party and meet new ,well lets just say that I haven’t always been fat and ugly. I have had Booths there in the commerical halls selling My different bright ideas. You get lots of people from all parts of Texas, and of course parts unknown. It’s kinda of a mini world fair. One thing you will never forget it the smells of nature coming from livestock quaters. You can buy a beer sit back and watch policeman step in cow pattys. One thing that I find Funny is the people that dress up western for this one day in their lives. Women can wear anything, but the greenhorns wear their straw hats, roachkicker boots and lets not forget the red plaid shirt. You can spot them a mile off. And don’t forget the rodeo, I enjoy listening to the announcer repeat what old joke the clown is try to tell. Well time to go I don’t want to miss the Bareback Barrel racing.