Tension peaked today as a lone cowboy stood at the center of two tents in chaos. On the left, frying pans flew. On the right, flip-flops rained like missiles.
The cowboy, known only as “Sheriff Democracy,” chewed gum and muttered, “I was just passing by… but maybe it’s time someone laid down the rules.”
Nobody knows if he’s here to calm the storm or light it bigger. One thing’s clear: cameras are rolling, breath is held, and popcorn sales are booming.