That's right, Ohio, we are finished. I've been pissed at Florida since 2000, so yesterday didn't bother me all that much. But you, I thought we were cool like that. I thought your blue collar roots would show through. I was wrong.
Never again will I vacation along your semi-inviting Lake Erie shore. Your fabulous roller coasters will run all summer, but I will not run with them. And that trip to the Rock 'n' Roll Hall of Fame that I've been putting off for so long...cancelled.
What a disappointment. You knew what you were doing, and you did it anyway.
You are dead to me. I have no Ohio.