My "friend" Erik inspired me to become one of his deputies and submit for Lance Legend status. This was my submission tonight.
There are two kinds of people in this world. The kind who eat Lance snacks and the kind who, well the kind who really have no regard for anything. Well this story is unfortunately about the latter.
I was heading into town about 6 years ago on county rd 15 when I came across an old timer walking backwards down the birm. I stopped to ask if he needed anything and he said he was "immune to the sun". I said "I think you mean allergic don't you." He kicked me in the shorts and called me a whippersnapper, said I wasn't proper questioning my elders. I apologized and offered him one of my bags of Lance Thunder Potato Chips since I always have a spare bag. He kicked me in the shorts again and said "son if you got two bags, you go ahead and offer me both. I like to mix the Salt-n-Vinegar with the Buffalo flavored ones. It's the only thing that keeps me from losin' my mind." I handed him both and made out of there like a house afire. That was my first and last encounter with crazy Willie but I will never forget that day. Lance snacks probably saved my life. As for the two kinds of people, it turns out even the ones who have no regard for anything eat Lance snacks so there's really only one kind of people and that kind is Lance Snack Lovers just like me.
Wish me luck.