Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Let's Run Away and Be Carnies Together...

Disclaimer: I am not streaking. ... Not in this one, I swear.

Git cho GAME faces on. Yeeee son!

This is how it's been since preschool...

My friends would go home and tell their parents:
"Sighh... Mom, Sarah was being weird again today..."
"No honey, Sarah's just a little... special, is all."

NOT. I happen to be freaking POPULAR.
That's right Bizznatches.
Read it and weep:

As you can see I don't just HAVE friends. I'm SURROUNDED by friends.
Ok... So maybe none of them knew I snuck my way into the middle and sat behind them while I asked my best friend *cough*mother*cough* to take a picture... So WHAT.
Mother happens to love me very very much. ; _ ;

More Carnie Pictures

After going on the Zipper (TWICE might I add) - let's just say I was a little disoriented.
"Hey Sarah, If you're going to throw up, could you throw up in the clown's mouth over there for me? PLEASE? You just have to stick your head in there and..!"
5 minutes of pleading later...
"Uhh... Wtheo..."


He was so excited when he found out he was tall enough! I'm so happy for him! ... What, you think I'm joking?

That guy kept trying to force us to play that stupid carnie game...
Jess finally gave in: "Uhh... Okay... *takes out wallet*"
We ran away while the guy's back was turned.

(But to be honest, Boston fireworks were better (the next day) no offense... STAY TUNED... TO BE CONTINUED. )

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