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Sunday, October 21, 2007

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Talladega Knights

"I heart the State Fair. To me, it is a microcosm of America. The lights. The crowds. The excess. The crassness. The sweetness. It's teenage farmboys in wrangler jeans and straw hats. It's a little goth family eating pink cotton candy from a bag. It's a fat black baby sucking on a bottle of coke. It's two Mexican guys in shearling coats lined up at the Old West photo booth. It's rednecks with mullets and white boys with dreadlocks."

We went back to the fair on Friday. There's nothing to say about this year's excursion that I didn't cover in this essay from last year. It's comforting to know that some things remain constant and true from one year to the next.

However, I don't remember seeing this before:

That's right, kids. The carnivorous, rabid mutant donkeys are on our side.

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Blogger Jonivan said...

score one for the parents.

at least thats not weird or anything.

8:56 PM  
Blogger lenniekat said...

oh my god... i was there two days ago - how did i miss that gem?! you are truly, completely, observant.

10:43 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Am I missing something? Like some donkey pun that I just don't get? Is OBAY misspelled on purpose?

10:40 AM  
Blogger Kyran said...


Patrick and I had that very discussion this morning. We decided, either way, it's f----ed up.

10:55 AM  
Blogger Marie said...

"Obay" your Parents? Save me! lolol

11:44 AM  
Blogger Tom said...

Yeah, it should have been "O-bray" your parents. Do you think that's what they had in mind but confused the 'bay' of a hound with the 'bray' of a donkey?

9:44 PM  

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