I did see a blue hat there that was possibly purple and sent a pic to Klemmer.
(Don’t forget, I am colorblind.)
By 9 am, we checked out and resumed the hunt.
Texas put up a fight right away.
We struck out at a Home Depot by our hotel and then a Walmart Supercenter.
Then the Amigos supermarket was a bust, then Lowes, and a third Walmart Supercenter.
Texas was living up to its whole mantra of dont fuck with me.
The state (or at least Amarillo) clearly wasnt rocking with purple.
Things were looking bleak.
Before we got out of Amarillo though, we passed by one last supermarket.
I never expected this though.
After making our approach, the lady, named Bobbi, was very very skeptical.
She even took a picture of us (we smiled and waved) for security purposes.
One cashier knew about barstool though, and she said she loved the videos.
I think that calmed Bobbis nerves.
We both agreed that theyd probably be confused.
Oklahoma City did not give us the most friendly welcome upon our arrival.
We tried a mall, a Walmart Supercenter, and an REI.
Nada purple hat nowhere.
Planning our next move, we were split.
Klemmer was thinking we should head to the River Walk.
I was biased because it was 100 degrees outside.
I said I didnt know if people would congregate in large groups in this bang out of heat.
Klemmer said, I think youre just a pussy.
Unfortunately I am a sweaty guy.
We tried the new mall, a Target, and another Walmart.
50 Shades of Amarillo.
The latter ended up taking place.
when he bolted up out of his chair, pointed at my phone, and frantically blurted NOW!
Wednesday morning we bolt straight for Wichita, Kansas, to continue the quest.
I could not make that wish come true.
