carney


Somehow the carnies at the carnival swindled my husband out of too much money.  They’re good.  Too good.

C’mon, man, you can do it.  One more try.

And there’s no way he’ll throw the football through the tire….and there’s no way he’ll make that basketball into the hoop in one shot.  These things just don’t happen.  But a man’s gotta try, I suppose.

The kids did better at their little fishing game.

The carney at the dart game was mighty sheisty…promising to upgrade the toys.  Slimey traveling man.

$30 later, we decided to go get a snack.

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