"I had a four leaf clover, but I eated it. Is that bad lucks?"
Awaking from a long slumber, the last remaining British soldier opens his eyes to see General Washington's visage in stone. The scream could be heard for miles.
Sean wore two t-shirts to ensure, should someone slip into the falls and get wet, he'd have a spare one to hand them when they got out.
Fuck! Didn't we just leave there 8 states ago? Where's the map?
Prairie dog security. No one enters without a pass.
[Minnesota]
Knowing that Minnesota kids were scared of our California ways and our lingo, we yelled "It's soda you fools!" for the first ten minutes we were in the state.
Chloe and Eric (upper right) tried to mount an intervention for Bill and his eating disorder, but nothing worked. Their last ditch effort involved sending Bill's baby to him and making puppy dog eyes.
They redo the outside every year. As this picture of a picture proves.
Unsure if it was a shower, sex machine, or pneumatic tube, Sean let Jess try the contraption first.
The Corn Palace in its majestic glory.
All one armed people wearing mumus, exercise your kidney poodles here.
The entire exterior is made out of corn. Except for the lights. Those are the trapped souls of 19th century slave labor. Still, I bet they liked corn.
Slightly less foggy.
Smaller sign on right corner: People not actually shades of gray.
First place in the science fair wasn't enough to save this young buck.