Puyallup fair

[growler_south]

Another great American tradition: daddy-hunting at the fair. Of course that meant we also had to feign interest in the fruits and vegetables, trashy kitchen appliance demonstrations, and the animals. Though I must admit the piglets were rather cute.

Cute piglets!


Meh. Vegetables. Where's the meat?


Ah, there's some. Yum.


Oink!!

Fortunately I was there with Brian and a few other rather woofy friends, so I didnt really get the chance to get myself into the kind of trouble that ends in a black eye and ejection from the fair. We did, however, nearly end up in indigestion-riddled glycaemic comas from all the 'food' being sold. Note the inverted comas.


I mean, what the hell is a Pork Wing? (That's sexy Dan below the sign)


Mark, Todd and Brian, crashed out when the sugar wore off.


Myself, with sugar clearly still having some effect.


Brian and Todd, taking a brief break from eating.


I just realised that this fair was not entirely your stereotypical American county fair- or perhaps I've jsut been spoiled by the Napa fair- because there was no beer in plastic cups, not one carnie stared me down with that sex-starved hungry look that says "I got a trailer and a 10-minute break", I didnt see a single tractor, and the Village People were nowhere to be seen.

I've definitely been spoiled.

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[bluebear2.livejournal.com]

Sounds great! Don't forget the beer. That apparently works with them types.

Or so I'm told.