Heat it and Beat It
When I said the Pig Iron Fest was a great place to watch drunken blacksmiths cackling about scrap rebar and flatter fullers, Tom's Aunt Michelle and Uncle Bob were all in. So we carpooled up there to the outskirts of known civilization for an afternoon with the smithies and the groupies. Like Tom. He has no opinion on bending forks.
We stayed for the auction where even a person of limited means could have picked up a hydroponic pot growing apparatus or somebody's old laptop case... as long as they didn't mind bidding against Bruce, the drunken auctioneer. Waving around his number with some vigor, Bruce periodically waded into the fray. "Two dollars from Fat Pete there in the back, who'll give me four? I'll give me four, who'll give me six? Fat Pete. I'll go to eight..."
You can tell you're in bumfuck when the truck in front of you on the highway home is plastered with large decals shaped like automatic weapons and messages like "I heart my Glock."
I said, "Dude likes the Insane Clown Posse," because there were also some stickers to this effect.
Bob pipes up fom the backseat, "Oh, he's a Juggalo."
I spun in my seat. Mystified.
Bob said, "The Insane Clown Posse has a dedicated following, often referred to as Juggalos and Juggalettes."
Hm. So now I know.
We stayed for the auction where even a person of limited means could have picked up a hydroponic pot growing apparatus or somebody's old laptop case... as long as they didn't mind bidding against Bruce, the drunken auctioneer. Waving around his number with some vigor, Bruce periodically waded into the fray. "Two dollars from Fat Pete there in the back, who'll give me four? I'll give me four, who'll give me six? Fat Pete. I'll go to eight..."
You can tell you're in bumfuck when the truck in front of you on the highway home is plastered with large decals shaped like automatic weapons and messages like "I heart my Glock."
I said, "Dude likes the Insane Clown Posse," because there were also some stickers to this effect.
Bob pipes up fom the backseat, "Oh, he's a Juggalo."I spun in my seat. Mystified.
Bob said, "The Insane Clown Posse has a dedicated following, often referred to as Juggalos and Juggalettes."
Hm. So now I know.
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