One more thing — sometimes, being in the States is freakin’ GREAT. I mean, I’m currently crunching on a giant garlic dill pickle that came individually wrapped from a roadside stand, and you can buy Bud Light with the lime already added (I know, right?!) at Safeway…or a gas station, for that matter.
The flag-waving bit is my favourite, though. It helps that I’m here right around the 4th of July. Patriotic Snoopy boxers? Sign me up! A giant eagle-and-American-flag decal for the back window of my pickup truck? Why not!
My cowboy father will never understand why this stuff makes me laugh. I’m not un-American, Pops, I swear! I just don’t feel the need to prove that with a “these colors don’t run” tattoo.
