I know you’ve all been waiting to see some nakedness at the Country Fair…the time has finally come. First of all, G was pretending to be a member of the paparazzi and every time he saw someone naked, he ran to get a picture. It was embarrassing and I’m surprised no one beat the sh*t out of him. Here’s a picture of G taking pictures:It started with a hoola hooper:And then a belly dancer (G really liked this girl):I really need to work on my flexibility. Now that G was warmed up, he really started taking a lot of pictures. He has no shame.The one below is my favorite though. These poor girls.G got right up in their faces…total paparrazi shot. What an ass. Then he found the painting booth.G took a million pictures of this chick and he wanted me to get closer to take a pic…so what did I do? I asked.Then I got inspired by her nudity…And took off my cardigan! I know, I’m wild and crazy, huh? I don’t know what those white things are on the other side of the river, but people were taking their picture in front of them and I didn’t want to be left out.
We saw a lot of people with painted boobs.I’m thankful my mom didn’t walk around a fair with her boobs painted (while holding my hand)…thanks mom! A few more pictures:Then we came across these two girls:Their backs, faces and chests were painted. Totally cool! G and I both had to take pics with them.G said he wanted his pic with their backs to the camera because he wanted to post it on Facebook. But I think he wanted them turned around so he could “accidentally” brush against their boobs. Smart thinking G, smart thinking.
After seeing these girls (and the other thousand that were topless) we decided it was time to leave. On our way out we stopped to get a couple of cookies from these girls:Nice huh? Nothing like getting a cookie from a topless girl, right?There was a lot of nudity at the Country Fair and G decided that we should make it an annual tradition to attend…I wonder why?
Stay tuned for tomorrow’s tour of the food, shopping at music and the Country Fair.