So last night we hit the Fair. Hard. My old pal Josh came up for a visit so that was an extra cool addition to the awesomeness of the whole night. We had a couple cocktails, cued up some MC Hammer and off we went. Let me just tell you how stupid and white we looked jamming out to “U can’t touch this” in the Jeep at every stoplight. The best part is even if you haven’t heard that song in two decades you still know every word. We’re here! We’re Caucasian! Get used to it!
So I convinced Josh to ride the Zipper with me. I obviously had erased every Zipper experience from my memory as a kid because I’m here to tell you, that ride is just guaranteed barf in a cage. Vurp. Of course, I laughed hysterically the whole time in between shrieks of terror and that made Josh laugh even harder. I *may* have peed my pants a little bit. Those things are quickly put together with duct tape and gum by some carnie that smells like cheese, don’t judge.
Holy shit balls y’all, talk about some people watching. Mullets, missing teeth and beer bellies, oh my! Of course you gotta love the guy walking around without a shirt. The best part is this guy didn’t just get hot and decide to remove his shirt, he actually left the house without one on. So awesome.
Then there was this guy who seemed a bit overdressed for the Fair. Is it a celebrity sighting? Eddie Murphy? I have no idea what is on the head of the woman next to him. Is it a bird? Is it bird shit? No clue. I especially enjoy the completely nonplussed look of the lady behind them. She looks like she could use a carmel apple, no?
Rastafarian bananas? Check.
All in all it was a great night. And Mr. Hammer? Mr. MC Hammer broke it down, yo. At the end of his set he invited the entire audience to join him on stage for the big hit. Watch this and wait for the guy in the blue shirt to make it up front. I don’t care who you are you gotta love some Hammer. Totally joyful.
So. Much. Fun.