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I can understand why an urbanite might feel threatened coming to the Eagles. You have to drive down a narrow tar road surrounded by towering Oak and Pecan trees. There aren’t any skyscrapers, condos, zero lot line houses or six lanes of traffic-congested concrete to instill a sense of comfort and safety. Very scary! And, right in the middle of Big “D”. It probably felt as surreal as actually being in a Stephen King movie. We all know that squirrels, raccoons, horses, cats and dogs are notorious for wreaking all sorts of mayhem on humanity.

If the drive down the road to the Eagles isn’t scary enough, just wait until you get inside to see the real dregs of our sad society firsthand. These people actually have the unmitigated audacity to raise money for such despicable causes as: Heart Funds, Cancer Funds, Kidney Funds, Children’s Funds, Spinal Cord Injury Funds, Alzheimer and Parkinson Funds, and last but not least, Disaster Relief Funds.

Be forewarned! You may be subjected other deviant social interaction such as shuffleboard playing, TV watching, pool playing, dart throwing or having to endure the sounds of an acoustic jam session.

Oh, the Humanity!