Went to a Fourth of July party. The kids drank lemonade like a herd of small camels. Out on the back porch, I had a conversation that went something like this.
Other guy: “Talked to my bud out in Colorado the other day. You won’t believe what he said.”
Me: “Hey! Son! Don’t put that bottle rocket in your sister’s hair! Sorry, man. What?”
Other guy: “Folks out in Colorado there are no longer saying Chattanooga is the Boulder of the East.”
Me: “What are they saying?”