
Yeah, I know it's been awhile. I've been meaning to write about the fair for some time, but I'm a very busy man. Heh, heh, not really. I've been lazy.
The fair happens to be one of my most favorite things in this great town. It's one of the few places you can go to
experience the true culture of Griffin, Georgia. The sights and sounds are overwhelming. There's bright lights, bingo, hotdog stands, game booths, and livestock areas. There's all kinds of sounds like brats screaming on the rides, chickens clucking, merry-go-round music, and roaring engines from the truck-tractor pull. But my favorite sensations are the smells, such as funnel cakes, cotton candy, tobacco spit, and cow manure.
This year, as usual, I beat the guy that tries to guess your weight. He was off by 21 pounds, so I won me a stuffed animal. Sure I could've gotten it a lot cheaper at Wal-Mart, but then I wouldn't have had me the chance to prove my intecllectual superority.
Unfortunately I did not win the pig chasing contest this year. The winner was super fast and kinda cute. Unlike my sister, she still had most of her teeth. Maybe next year they'll bring back the goat wrestling event. That's where I truly shine.
That's what's great about the fair. As you can tell from what I done did wrote, there's something for everybody at the Griffin Spalding County Fair. So iffing you ever get a chance to, you need to check 'er out.
Bubba Griff is a true redneck and a real cut-up. In his spare time he likes to wrestle goats and shoot road signs. He has no idea why he was asked to write for the Snooze.
