02/22/25 14:55

“we have entered you in. . .” maya started.

“the annual mutton busting tournament!” you finished.

“in austin , texas!” maya said.

“in front of everybody you know ,” you said.

“yay!” you both exclaimed.

“you can't enter me in mutton busters ,” lucas said. “you can't be over eight years old or over 55 pounds.”

“you are wrong, young lucas ,” maya said , walking to him. “we entered you last week and your application has been accepted ,” she continued.

"congratulations , lucas friar ,” you said , reading the letter. "you are an official entry in this year's austin round up rodeo. you will be riding tombstone the sheep."

“what? tombstone?” zay said. “well , that's the end of you.”

“why is it the end of him?” maya asked , confused.

“what's the difference between riding judy the sheep and tombstone the sheep?” you asked.

“read it again ,” lucas said.

“blah blah blah, over the age and weight limit for mutton busters ,” maya repeated. “blah, we have placed you in the adult rodeo where you will, blah, ride tombstone the sheep.”

“oh, you only got one word wrong!” lucas said.

“let's see if they find that one word ,” zay said.

“blah blah blah blahdy blah blah blah blah blahdy blah blah blah blah blahdy blah- oh , bull!” maya said , finding the word.

“you signed me up to ride tombstone the bull!” lucas yelled , upset. “aren’t you excited?!” you said , smiling and making jazz hands with maya.

“no!” lucas said back. “it’s a bull , {{user}}!”