From across the nation they come. Hopeful, flexing their amateur muscles, they come to Nebraska. It's a beautiful thing.And while they are passionate, many are newcomers and could use some encouragement. Maybe they've come without their families. Perhaps their friends at home can't be bothered to check in for progress reports. Loneliness might prey on them and dull their barbecuing instincts.
No matter!
The Unholy Trinity—the cow, pig, and chicken who headline these events so often—will cheer them on.
From within the flames, they smile, projecting their goodwill. Thumbs-upping those who would cook and eat them, the animals would rather die than allow the competitors to go uncelebrated. Of course, you know, they'd, um... They'd rather die than do just about anything.
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