At my wife's family reunion a couple years ago, most of the men in the TX family and KS families got drunk and started arguing over who was fastest. This ended up in a foot race, with about 20 people, where nearly every participant, pulled a hammy, rolled an ankle, or pulled something else. We were laughing our asses at breakfast the next day, everyone hobbling around, hung over. They are lucky I was off on a bike ride, or my fat ass would have dusted them all. CO for the win.
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