Hadn't been to the fair in years. Looked at a lot of pigs, bunnies, novelties and all kinds of crap. Ate posole w/ red chile, drank watermelon juice, watched some guys ramping boards and bikes very high and got my personality read by a six hundred year old machine. Then it rained. While in the indian village, my sister looks right at home, but Moms and I not so much (too white). The dogs didn't destroy my apartment so it was a decent day all told.
thought_criminal:
no problem! just lookin out for us guys!
soobie:
Say what?