Toad Suck, Don't Suck

Ok, well... It pretty much does suck. I got to work a booth this year next to the myriad of "carneys" selling all sorts of phalluses on a stick. I guess it is a good place to "people watch"
as all sorts of shapes and sizes come out of the woodwork for this evocation of Conway's legacy of prohibition. You are guaranteed to cross paths with that one person who instantly makes you wish for powers of invisibility, so as to prevent an awkward interaction while still having your eyes glued to the traffic. Like the scene of accident gone terribly wrong. You can't help but watch it go down. I did get to see Miranda Lambert with her new Steve Earle rip off, and the dudes from "hick town." I was also enlisted to pose as bodyguard for Mikes Place, making sure only patrons entered. However, it seemed a near impossible task. Mothers, swollen with new spawn, began pushing their way through the crowd carrying cart loads of demon children as they swarm through the pile of people, faces dripping with a concoction of sweat, tears, and venom. They begin to yell: "Geyt outta my way i's gots kids heruh, am my sister's PREGNANT!!!!." Completely tragic.

Yet overall a breath of fresh air.