Cranks My Tractor

Published: Thursday, December 5, 2013 at 08:59 AM.

I was still communicating with my 16 year-old son who informed me that he was at the end of the line waiting to see the musician/singer/cake thrower.

Why is it our kids are always the last in line?

After sitting on the bench for a while, I figured it out.  This fellow who was meeting all of his fans was having his picture made and signing autographs.  Well, it seemed that about 70% of his fans were high school aged girls.

These high school aged girls kept coming out screaming about being able to meet “the cake boy.”  

Then it happened and it happened again and again.

It seemed that this fellow was signing the “port side” bow gun of all these little girls or their undergarment that covered it.  They kept coming out and showing these “autographs” to each other.

I got to the point where I was getting embarrassed.  I wanted to say, “Please, Please, do not pull your port-side bow gun out here right on the sidewalk.

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