“I like High Living… what you say Tempts Me.”
Yes, yes, in about 20 minutes we are off to the county fair!
The same fair where, we hear, where they are serving deep fried reeses peanut butter cups! Of course we will be sampling them. Earl absolutely hates fried food, which I find amusing. He actually doesn’t like the taste of the “fried” part. I’m going to lobby him to at the very least have a bite of my corn dog, although he tends to turn his nose up at them! Perhaps he will be tempted by candy apples or something along those lines, apples being his favorite food and all. Although I’d venture that exchange will go something like this:
Me: “Hey look, Earl- candy apples! Want me to get you one?”
Earl: “Now why would they go and ruin a perfectly good apple?”
Besides stuffing ourselves silly, we’re off to watch the horse races with my aunt at noon, and after that I am majorly excited to see all the barn animals. I love looking at the chickens and roosters and cows and seeing how they’ve placed in the judging. Maybe even a tractor pull and going on some rides await! Oh, the fair!
Templeton shares my enthusiasm for county fairs:
A Veritable Smorgasbord
A fair is a veritable smorgasbord orgasbord orgasbord
After the crowds have ceased
Each night when the lights go out
It can be found on the ground all around
Oh, what a ratly feast!
Goose: “Why, a fair has enough disgusting leftover food to satisfy a whole army of rats!”
Templeton: “Is this true? Is this appetizing yarn of yours true?? Will I find…”
Melon rinds and bits of hotdogs
Cookie crumbs and rotten cotton candy
Melted ice cream, mustard dripplings
Moldy goodies everywhere!
Goose: “Yes, yes!”
Lots of popcorn, apple cores
Bananna peels and soggy sandwiches
And gobs of gorgeous gook to gobble at the fair!
Goose: “Yes, yes, yes!”
Templeton: “I like high living… what you say tempts me!”
Goose: “It’s true. Go to the fair, Templeton. You will find that it will surpass your wildest dreams!”
Templeton: “You mean tin cans with particles of tunafish stickin’ to ‘em? Greasy paper bags stuffed with rotten eggs?”
Goose: “Yep, yep, yep. True, true, true!”
Templeton: “That’s enough, don’t tell me anymore! I’m going!”
A fair is a veritable smorgasbord orgasbord orgasbord
After the gates are shut
Each night when the lights go out
It can be found on the ground all around
That’s where a rat can glut, glut, glut, glut!
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3 Comments
Ooh, please eat an extra deep fried reese’s peanut butter cup for me! (And one for Bryson too ;>)
Deep fried Reese’s peanut butter cups?? Who knew!?!
Enjoy yourself.
(I do particularly like candy apples though.)
that deep friend Reeses’ peanut butter cup sounds delicious! I hope you enjoyed one (or two or three)
there’s nothing like a county fair! I always like looking at the arts and crafts displays
betty