In the middle of my Nascar race, all of the carnival workers in the general vicinity started yelling "Fire Fire!" and ran up the street. Of course my curiosity got the best of me, and I cautiously approached the recently extinguished inferno.
It's all fun and games at the carnival until someone sets a port-o-potty on fire.
I apologize for the awkward transition, but lunchtime was approaching. I evaluated my numerous options, starting with the Candy Factory.
I wasn't so sure about the elephant ears. There's something just plain wrong about eating another animal's ears.
The winner was... PIZZA! I'll take a whole pie, please!
Saturday, March 20, 2010
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