Mississippi Mudflap

Now that my tears have gone away and my side quit hurting, I'm ready to tell everyone about the first Mississippi mudflap sighting of the year.  After working a long 10 hour day at the shop, and skipping out on lunch, me and trainer Bob decided we were going to grab a bite to eat.  Since we live within a mile of each other we decided to go to a local joint down the road.  Mind you that we live in a two stop light town.  So we get to this place around 8 o'clock and its jumpin.  Cars lined out to the road.  Darn if we hadn't come to our favorite joint on karaoke night.  Never in my life have i seen such an awful sight.  Now that I've set the stage, its time to tell how the first sighting of the year came about.  I was sitting in the both talking to trainer Bob about our pit crews, and out of the blue came this horrific sound.  It sounded like a dog howling at the moon.  We both looked up as soon as possible, and there it was, a man with a very well groomed Mississippi mudflap staring me down in the face.  Instinctively, I spit my coke out, and put my face in my shirt so that he wouldn't notice that i was laughing my ^%$#@ off.  He was so proud up there, even had his Dale Earnhardt,"kiss my assfault", T-shirt on.  Man what a night.