When I originally wrote that I wanted to ride a mechanical bull, the thought was that I would find a few friends, grab a bite to eat, sip a couple of drinks and go somewhere with a lowly lit room and loud music where no one would recognize me. I did not imagine myself flailing about in broad daylight at the Valdosta-Lowndes County Azalea Festival in front of my mother, father, boyfriend and half of my graduating class.
I think that some things happen just so we can tell the story.
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I love the expression on your face in this picture. On another note, that bull looks weird. It looks like it has a sheep’s head, a puppy-dog ear, and no buttocks. And is that real bull hide that’s covering that beast? Now, I understand the expression on your face.
It was a great time — and yes, that bull is strange.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This makes for a WAY better story…..for everyone!!! So jealous you made it to Valdosta while the azaleas are blooming (assuming they were blooming). And so great Cleveland Field’s in the background. GO CATS!
I know, right? I had fun telling the boy about our high school football team. Go Cats!
oh my. you are far braver than i…
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You left out one very important part. How long? (My estimate might be low based on your hand position)
I actually never fell off.