Traumatized!

Oh dear - I have had a very traumatizing weekend. I can barely type due to my trembling fingers. My mind keeps replaying the ordeal in grave detail. It was absolutely horrible; truly I am a mess.

Let me begin by saying I do not enjoy bad losers. It all began to go down hill when I heard screaming, jeering and cheering. I've watched some family rivalries, but these people are over the top. Troy is a relentless, die-hard Florida Gators fan. Now, hear me when I say, I like some football, and the Gators are my team too, but I am not willing to go to the extremes that Mr. Troy Brown goes to. Then there is Troy's sister, Mandy. She is a die-hard, even more relentless Georgia Bulldog fan.

And somehow I became the victim of their rivalry.

This is where it all becomes a little blurry, but from my memory, I remember Mandy taking me into a cold, back room, trying a chain around my neck, and leaving me for the grim reaper to have his way with my soul.

Through my falling in and out of unconsciousness, I heard Troy in the other room talking about a ransom note.

I must have blanked out at this point.

The next thing I remember is seeing Troy unbound me from that horrible chain.