I love county fairs. They give city folk, like me, the chance to observe rednecks in their own habitat. While I usually just watch the demolition derby and provoke the cows in the cattle barn, one county fair experience will remain emblazed in my mind for years to come.
When I was 16, my high school friends and I made our annual trip to the Menhaga, MN fair, but this time we took things up a notch. We decided to try to pick up girls at the fair. After about 15 minutes of scanning the talent (read: slim pickens) we struck gold. We found a group of three sisters, two of whom were in an acceptable age group and attractive.
We chatted the girls up a bit and convinced them to show us to their house. Once we arrived at their trailer park fabulous crib, one of my friends, realizing that he hates hick life, decided to go home and the middle sister headed off to bed. That left the oldest sister, my other friend, me and the youngest sister who was… eleven years old. In a move that I would later regret, I told my buddy that I really wanted to hook up with the older girl so he would need to play wingman on the little sister. He obliged and spent the next two hours talking about constellations with a 5th grader.
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