Meet Dirty Girdy's home.
Meet the scenario Dirty Girdy is in with his home.
Meet the purpose of Dirty Girdy and his home.
Meet the rat races aka the purpose for the State Fair.
Now, I did miserably at the rat races but for the past month my dreams were on nothing else. The whole affair is quite simple: you put quarters on the color you think the rat is going to go in. The colors have different odds depending on how frequently they are on the wheel. Easy right? Yes, usually it is and the first day I did decent. But the second day, when cousin Val was there, I had bad juju. There is nothing in my mind that doesn't point to Val being my bad juju so I was not happy.
Luckily, post rat races, we stumbled upon other humorous items at the fair to make up for my loss of like 10 dollars in quarters. Yup, no typo there.
Anyway, item #1...
Wine bar in a church. I think it speaks for itself.
#2. Marijuana paraphernalia, I think it goes with the whole allowed to have an ounce on you with no consequences.
#3. Arrested Development anyone? Want some nuts for 50 cents?
So I suppose the moral of this story is do not bet on rat races (or at all), especially if the rat is located on a spinning wheel within a larger ratty creature that has an earring (oh you missed that? go back up to the second picture). Now even though I understand the moral of the story, I am willing to bet I won't listen to it. Next year Dirty Girdy, we will win our money back.
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