Goooooooooo Gators!
So I live in a town where the university won the college version of the Superbowl. EVERYTHING is about football here, and people actually pay money to have their new cars painted orange and blue to match UF team colors.
Yeah, this football thing is really out of hand. I was at a bank setting up a new account and there is this blue and orange wire tree on this guy's desk. I'm looking at it, thinking that maybe women are right about men not having the slightest clue about ugly chatchkas, and he sees me wiggling the wires and says while a beaming smile issues forth from his face,
"You like my Gator tree?"
Confused, I asked, "So these little squiggly things hanging off are supposed to be gators?" From what he said I figured that maybe alligators fermented in pods on trees or something, dropping into water when it was time for them to hatch or whatever. How the hell would I know where baby alligators come from, anyway?
He looks at me like I suddenly grew an extra head or something (I checked, and no, I still only had the one I've always had), and he said,
"Noooo...University of Florida Gators."
"OH!...Yeah, right. Football is big here. Right."
He laughed good-naturedly and didn't kill me, so I'm happy.