This Picture From An Indy Car Race Is One For The History Books

I love it. I love us. I love Iowans. That may be my favorite picture of all time. I might get it tatted on my chest I love it so much. It’s got it all. It’s got corn, it’s got Pizza Ranch*, it’s got Mercy hospital, it’s got winnebagos and it’s got fat people. That’s my state baby. Wouldn’t trade it for anything. That picture envelops me like a heated blanket on a cold winter’s night. That’s the best way I can describe it. Nothing has ever felt as familiar to me minus the ear of corn getting rammed up that person’s ass. Perfect placement. What a picture.

*Back in high school, Pizza Ranch would give free meals to Offensive and Defensive Players of the Week. I am not, and have never been, a very motivated person but that motivated me like nothing before or since. I won Defensive Player of the Week four times that year. Not because I was an awesome football player or anything like that. I just wanted free Pizza Ranch meals. It was glorious.