At the Milaca parade last night, I counted one male on the Future Farmers of America float. I think he was the teacher. There were a dozen or so pretty girls waving to the crowd.
So I says to Leif, I says, “I bet the Future Video Gamers of America are all boys,” and he says “That’s where all the boys from Future Farmers of America are: home playing video games.”
So I says to Rob this morning, I says, “When we were kids, we would’ve joined Future Farmers of America just to ride the float with all the pretty girls.”
More evidence that the American male has peaked, that his day has come and gone, and that we’re all doomed.