I recently subscribed to the Time Out Chicago Blog and apart from the great theatre posts and random "What's Going On Around Town" info, they offer a daily "Five Things To Do Today" post.
The third "Thing To Do" for today has the following title...
I'm sorry, but are they suggesting that I go to one of the straightest sports bars in Wrigleyville - - nay, in THE WORLD - - and CORNHOLE A GUY in front of EVERYONE?!?
And there's a LEAGUE for this activity?!?
Meaning, I could win an AWARD for being the best CORNHOLER?!?
Luckily - - or unluckily - - I soon realized that when they say "cornhole," they don't mean this...
...they mean this...
This is cornholing.
Grown men throwing little bags of sand at an inclined board trying to get it in the hole.
They do this. For hours. Don't they have any Judy Garland dvd's at home?!? WTF?!?
And y'all, there's a LEAGUE for this activity. A friggin' LEAGUE!
At least when us homos cornhole, we're getting a large amount of physical pleasure hitting a hole.
And they call US queer.