Seriously - I was all up in that motherf*cker. Bobbing, weaving, shedding would-be tacklers, picking up positive yardage.
Little pencil in hand, ballot securely placed on a nice flat surface.
U.S. House of Representatives? Bam!
Governor? Pow!
U.S. Senate? Booyah!
You think a man's gonna stop there? Hell no. I had my mid-term game face on, moflackas.
State House of Representatives? Boom!
State Senate? Slam!
Lieutenant Governor? Coroner? Commissioner of Agriculture? State Attorney General? State Board of Education? District Judge? Court of Criminal Appeals? State Auditor?
Poppity-pop-pop pow slam bam boom!
Proposed statewide amendment no. 1? Cha-ching!
Local amendment no. 1? Get that weak-ass shit out of here!
Y'all should've seen it. I was like Walter Payton coming off the corner one minute, Jerome Bettis plowing through the line the next.
Now, let's go get a goddamn snack.