I may be becoming a Montanan. Here's why: tonight I enjoyed a delicious elk meat sloppy joe at a friend's house which was followed by a country music horseshoe toss extravaganza- all in the outdoors underneath blankets cuddled with friends on the back of a pick-up truck. And, the best part was, I really enjoyed it...
People have also accused me of sounding like a Montanan, therefore using the term "you guys" as in, "you Montanans...." Apparently I became part of the inner circle & I'm not sure I got the memo when that happened.
I'm just saying... I think, though it's not official yet. The real zinger will be when I start listening to country music on my own free will.
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