Wednesday, September 14, 2011
When I wrote about our trip to West Virginia, I mentioned that we spent our evenings burning things in the firepit.
What I didn't mention was WHAT we were burning.
The answer: A life-sized cardboard cut-out of Tony Stewart.
Now, let me preface this by saying that I have nothing against Tony Stewart. I do not think the real Tony should be burned or harmed in any way. In fact, our NASCAR-loving friend Mike is Tony's #1 fan.
Which is why Mike's mom gifted him with a life-sized cardboard cut-out of his idol. However, Mike does not have room for a 6' tall Tony replica in his apartment. Mike also likes fire. He decided that Tony had to be burned.
Mike, Tony, and Tim before the sacrifice:
It was decided that Tony should be ignited from his, um...crotch. Sorry Tony, that's gotta burn.
This is the most redneck thing I have ever seen:
Mike spends a moment of silence with his idol...
...who is miraculously still smiling, despite the lethal chest wound: