I'm friends with two brothers in Calgary who are originally from Montreal who hate how everyone gets all done up around Stampede so much that they always plan an out of town trip at the same time as the Stampede. Only this year they got the dates wrong and now leave the day before Stampede ends. The thought of the younger brother, who's an electronics salesman, having to deal with white collar types in cowboy hats, vests, tight jeans and boots all week makes me laugh very hard, I'm sure he's dying inside a little more every day.
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