Renaissance Faire 2015
The Renaissance Faire. Or as Krude likes to call it: A
drunken day on the ye olde green with awesome tits on mediocre chicks.
Yet somehow,I always find myself going to this summertime
event. It's always the same: drink midpriced booze,eat non ordinarily named ordinary
food,and check out the tits a plenty everywhere.
I go to the New York Ren Faire in Tuxedo,NY. It's about 45
minutes from where I live. This year,I brought a blonde chick with me. So, if I
was going to spend $125 alone,now that total has become around $300 with the
skirt with me. That's because the Ren Faire is basically a chotskies heaven for
women who worship a Elizabethan style. And a place for dudes to check out tits.
Did I mention tits?
Checking out the various 'acts' that perform at the Ren
Faire is always a corny experience. Usually a juggler or knife thrower who
cracks benign jokes while risking life and limb. While wearing tights. Always
down another drink before seeing a Ren Faire act. You'll be glad you did.
Drinking at the Ren Faire is a good thing. Plenty of tap
beer and a few wine choices. When I asked a bartender about the 'Cisco they
keep in the back', they looked at me with unmerry scorn. I must've touched a
nerve of something. Me and the blonde drank $7.50 Barefoot white wine in a
plastic cup. Had about 6 cups each. Good
enough for cheap feels on the way home.
I'm not hungover today. Got home in time to see my Oakland
Raiders play a preseason game on NBC. And got a piece of ass before work today.
Maybe some fairie dust got sprinkled in my drinks yesterday.
Renaissance Faire. Krude approved.
Except for the dudes in tights.
Mahalo
KK
@kapn_krude
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