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You can't buffalo me.

This heading actually forms one of the most complex grammatically correct sentences, and a fun example of how difficult English can be.

Lauryn likes animal crackers. Just the
ones shaped like buffalo.

Oh, by the way; we're in Buffalo, 67 miles down the road, north-east from this morning's Westfield. Along Lake Erie, a few hills, wind with and against favor, metropolitan traffic; blah-blah-blah bike trip stuff. Read some of my co-riders blogs for all the gear-jamming details.

Kristine on the brink of Buffalo

Anyway, back to Buffalo buffalo. No, I haven't seen any, but I hear they are wily critters that may try to confound or bully you. Hence, the expression "to buffalo" as a verb. So A Buffalo buffalo buffalo is a Buffalo bison with questionable motives.

Fortunately, they tend to just pick on others of the same ilk, "buffaloing" one-another. So you follow now? Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo, or in more words: The bison native to Western New York who tend to confound or bully, tend to confound or bully other nearby bison with similar tendencies. Look it up; I'm not buffaloing you. Ok, maybe I am, but now that I've done my best to make it clear it's your own fault.

You'll thank me one day for this. Maybe when you want to get your mind off getting your teeth drilled or you can't get wi-fi, or you just want to annoy that chatty passenger on the window seat. Just think of 7 buffalo. If you master that, try this, but I can't go there- it hurts. You're welcome. Oh, and thanks again for supporting my fundraising efforts and reading my blog. I promise both will end soon.