Oh, you may think these “happenings” at the County Fair are all fun and games… but I can assure you… they are NOT.

What ensued here was nothing short of malevolent and ruthless.

Here’s how it went down.

The little girl with the pink slushy-in-hand, was walking along the fairway, looking for a place to sit down….. and take care of that icy delight once and for all. Let us call her Edna. But hold the phone. In her path… was another young slushy-lover and this one was sporting some brawny wheels.  I think we should call her Bernice.

Well, here’s the deal Both Edna and Bernice were styling in Magenta Outfits. Not only would this be enough for a showdown on any fairway, but NOW, a fruity-flavored-icy of the same very color, was added to the mix.  Those two were locked in a stare-down from 30 paces out.

The real trouble started when Edna dangled the cup in Bernice’s direction as they were passing.  So Bernice nudged Edna with her elbow…. right from her stroller.  Edna swung around to give Bernice a glaring look of disdain.  Bernice’s stroller bar hit the icy.  The cup launched into the air like a NASA rocket.  The styrofoam vessle toppled high into the air, swirling, flying, then tumbling, falling… until it finally came to rest on the sizzling hot pavement.  Melting. Melting.  Melting.

Not pretty.  Nope.   In fact… this is about as ugly as it gets.

Tears ensued. Then name calling, and oh my goodness…. the insults. Those little girls were swearing like drunken sailors.

Security was called. They were both cuffed and removed from the grounds. It took eight grown men to get Bernice out’ there…. seven to contain Edna.

Yes, another big day at the fair. It isn’t all rainbows, glitter, and fairy dust. Oh no.

Some times, it gets absolutely down and dirty.

And by the way… I am pretty sure these little fellas aren’t Milk Duds either……