A Letter to the Old Ags Still Reading The Mugdown
Howdy Army,
We just wanted to take a moment to reach out and thank you for continuing to read The Mugdown after all these years. It’s been a crazy, wild ride, and we’re glad you were here through the old memories, and for the new ones as well.
Tell us, how are the kids and the spouse? How’s the ole 401k doing? I know that the stock market has been crazy.
Even though it’s been quite a while since you’ve haunted the Memorial Student Center or put a penny on Sully, it’s still great to see you interacting with our posts. It always makes us so happy when old people figure out how to use Facebook and Instagram. Not that you’re old, of course, you’re just… a millennial.
Sure, our articles probably fuel that incessant nagging in your mind that your best years are far behind you as you now experience constant mediocrity in suburbia. Also, we think you are probably due for your first mid-life crisis at any moment. But hey, buddy, it’s not all fun and games down here either. In between nights at dollar beers, The Chicken, and avoiding major life decisions, sometimes we also have homework.
Anyways, thank you for staying a loyal reader of The Mugdown. All jokes aside, you old farts are our biggest fans and we appreciate all your comments, likes, and shares.
— Milidairy Walk
Riding horseback and scanning the horizon for any cattle left behind, Milidairy Walk proudly lifts his hat and wipes the sweat from his brow. It’s been a long day on the range, and he is ready to get some shut-eye. As he takes in the beautiful sunset, he ponders what his family may do with the ranch generations from now. The sun slowly dips below the hills and Milidairy Walk turns for home, hoping to return before supper gets cold.