Wow…..what a let down. After all of my hoopla and excitement about the fair being in town I was sorely disappointed by the lack of photo opportunities. I got....
The carnies were actually fairly well groomed and had obviously received dental insurance upon the legislative requirement that all carnival ride operators become licensed and insured. What’s up with THAT?!?!? How are we to tolerate attending the most feared and hated celebration of redneckaucracy? We all know that nothing outdoes fair food as far as our supercilious palates go but to suffer through the mediocrity of the Ferris wheel operator was just plain unacceptable. Let me give you a couple examples:
Here we have my brother and sister-in-law posing for a photo so that I could hone in on the woman with the neck tattoo.
That’s it, a neck tattoo. No gaping holes in her oral cavity where her central or lateral incisors should have been……nothin’!
Here we have “The Man of Thick Glasses.” Again, no missing teeth but he DID have that “Hi my name is Cletus and I’m a pedophile” look about him.
Here we have “The Man of Thick Glasses.” Again, no missing teeth but he DID have that “Hi my name is Cletus and I’m a pedophile” look about him.
Take a close look at the picture below; the carnie is nothing special as far as freakishness goes but I’d like to point out the shoulders the man’s face falls between; this is my brother and sister-in-law again posing for the sake of my blog. Are they the bomb or WHAT!!!
This one we’ll call “Checkin’ Out The Underage Girl’s Ass”. Isn’t he just a cheek’s pinch away from Sunday dinner with the family?
There were quite a few fabulous examples of what not to wear in public but after I got caught taking this first picture, I was afraid of getting my ass kicked in an attempt to add additional photographs to my portfolio. The lady in red was not pleased with my attempt at humor; she didn’t think there was anything wrong at all with her fashion ensemble.
I think the best time we had all night was eating the “if it ain’t deep fried, it ain’t good enough” food. Here’s my brother contemplating where to begin.
After a little bit of this and a whole lot of that….
high on the hog (literally) and we headed home.
high on the hog (literally) and we headed home.
check out the photo blog for additional pictures of our trip to the fair
7 comments:
I love Carnies and glad you do to. Here's a link to one of my Carny posts: http://thatblueyak.blogspot.com/2008/09/top-10-things-i-need-to-know-about.html
Looks like you did your best for us. Sorry the pickins were slim!
(The expression on the kid's face in the upper right of the eating montage is classic!)
I think I would have ran from the red pants girl too. She does look a bit frightening.
OMG! That woman stole my outfit! I wear that red thing to the grocery store every day...eat your heart out CARNIES!!!
OH this was hilarious. The carnival pics are great; you really captured the lights beautifully. And I sense that behind their reasonable exteriors lie hearts and minds of true carnies...at least I like to think so...
The Bald Mr. Checkin’ Out The Underage Girl’s Ass guy looks like Joe the Plumber.
Okay, the Lady in Red so totally made up for any lack of regular fair freak pictures. Seriously, she looks like a bleeding zebra.
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