Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Top Ten Tuesdays: What are we checking out at the state fair?

Special extended acid washing edition!

11) I Can’t Believe It’s Not Michelangelo’s David!

10) The biggest set of cans you’ll ever see.

9) Cotton candy hair extensions. 

8) Heart stents made out of deep-fried bacon.

7) The Tilt-O-Hurl.

6) Ron Paul supporters working their day jobs. 

5) A lot of parties in the back, not as much business in the front.

4) Foot-long meth dogs.

3) Guess the OSHA violations to win a prize.

2) Sisters Christian, the all-female, all-sibling, all-gospel Night Ranger cover band extravaganza!

1) As always, hog balls.


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

“This type of display encourages conversations with consumers,” said Aaron Putze, director of external relations for the Iowa Soybean Association and coordinator of the Iowa FFP. “It enhances awareness, understanding and trust for America’s farmers.”

America's corporate farmers thank you for all the welfare, and too bad about those food stamps, moochers.

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

Hog Balls was an early song that Rush never recorded.

zombie rotten mcdonald said...

Also: 8/25. Wear your pink pacers jersey, dude. We are accepting that way.

the bloggerhood buzz is building. I will say no more.

fish said...

I vote for the 300lb dude, so he won't kill me. Otherwise it is totally the kilt and muscle shirt dude.

Brando said...

I call the big one, "Bitey."

fish said...

Birthday gifts for the Epstein family.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

12. The amazing two-headed nutbar.

Damn, capcha is sentient- "57 etacoc"

fish said...

There isn't enough psychotherapy in the world for what B4 just did to me.

Brando said...
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Brando said...

B4 gave me an inverse erection with that picture.

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