Our Town

 

 

Welcome back to another episode of Sekrit Ninja Photo Girl!

I thought I’d introduce you to our redneck town.  Or more accurately, “crazy stuff as far as two counties north”.

 

As if that is somehow better than only being in our town.

 

I must warn you that many of these shots may be disturbing to viewers who have Norman Rockwellian towns and cannot fathom why anyone would ever write the words “pig on a poke” on a sign.

 

No really.

 

 

 

Meh… it’s somewhat acceptable considering the State Fair environment.

But who on earth thought this was an appropriate environment?!?

 

 

 

A lovely chapel-turned-gun-shop.

With classy year-round icicle lights no less.

 

Speechless.

 

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A bit less sacrilegious is one of my favorites at the Farmers Market:

 

 

But nothing really beats this classic:

 

 

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At least I can say those were some ha-ha funny people.

 

This dude?

 

Earned himself a “ohmygosh Honey, go back!  I gotta get a picture!”

 

 

What?  You don’t see anything amiss in the Target parking lot?

See the corner of the inside of my car?  That’s how sneaky I am…

 

 

 

Okay, now the dude is just acting like nothing is up.

 

No really honey, I saw him!  Keep driving!

 

(and if you’re really tricky, you can spot my reflection in my side mirror ;)

 

 

 

See!  I told you!  The guy has a full on bbq happening here!

 

 

Don’t be fooled… he’s pretending it’s not his.

 

Quick honey, grab one with pickles for me.

 

 

 

Got anything crazier than a random Target bbq chef in your town?