County Fair Time

Ahhhhh, the county fair.  A time for wife beaters, a cigarette in one hand and your diapered baby in the other, no teeth, weather so hot that you sweat through your shoes, demolition derby dominated by all West Terre Haute families, pigs, goats, horses and cows that make every kid smile, $5 lemon shakeups, $8 funnel cakes, games that are fixed so that you win a prize each time that is worth 1 cent, crappy entries in the arts & crafts section by local kids, decent entries in the arts & crafts section that were actually done by the kids' parents, dust stains on everything from the sprint cars running at the action track, rides that are so unsafe that you wouldn't put your worst enemy on them but you pay $20 to put your kid on them so you don't have to listen to them complain anymore, carnies so shady that they consider this the best job that they've ever had aside from their prison job, girls that show off their new butterfly tattoo on their lower back,  eating crazy greasy food that is so good that you forget that you just wiped 3 years off of your life by consuming it....and loving every minute of it and waiting for next year.  

India --- future Carnie!