Cornhole Games In December – My Crazy Neighbors
This whole cornhole game craze has gotten out of control, folks. Now I like a good, alcohol-driven game of cornhole as much as the next guy, especially when some good barbecue and a pool are involved, but cornhole when it's 30 degress outside? These people must be nuts.
Yeah, so I get home from work today, go inside, start making some hot chocolate because it's freezing, and look out my window to see some neighbors pitching cornhole bags like it's the Fourth of July or something. And yes they were in short-sleeves, and yes they were shivering like dogs. All I can figure is that they had a bet going or something. Why else would someone do that? Of course these are the same people that jump off their roof onto a trampoline in the summertime so perhaps I shouldn't be surprised.
Maybe later I'll go over, knock, and ask just what the dickens is going on. If they're going to be out there on a regular basis maybe they can pick the sticks and leaves out of my yard when they're fethcing cornhole bags. Sheesh. I'll report back what I find out. This should be good.