State fun.

State fun.

My summary of our trip to the Minnesota State Fair in pictures:

I imagined this caption below this display in the Agriculture Barn;
“That’s right little Timmy bear, if you don’t clean your room after dinner I am going to spank you with this oar and then a hunter is going to shoot you and turn you into a rug”. It’s ironic how happy this scene seems.

Cancer + treatments = sterile female. Oh wait, I was just looking at a vintage corn sack collection in the Agricultural Barn.

Large food could be ugly:

But small food had to be perfect:

Hey, handsome fella.

The ride-killing burden of winning:
I chased these kids to take this picture. I do not know them.

This ride made me sick:

As did this:

And I left feeling like a fifth-place piece of future stew meat.

Minnesota, you’ve got an awesome state fair. I recommend the honey lemonade and the Bee and Honey part of the Agricultural Barn, and the roasted corn dipped in butter. I did not have the bucket of cookies or fried twinkies because everyone carrying those looked really unhappy.