Archive for August, 2016

Being stalked is a very serious and scary thing, but for me it was just annoying! I have heard of stories where the stalker ends up breaking into a house and killing the person, or something worse. With being a man, I never thought that I would have to worry about being stalked. I thought stalkers only attacked women, but oh boy was I wrong! This is the story, of when I was stalked!
I use to date a lot of girls. I would get to know them, then they would get boring, this is usually when I would dump them. I was a dumb 17 year old, wanting love in all the wrong places, this is one of those stories! I met this one girl, Faith, and she was awesome. The funny thing is I met her on Facebook, under “Friends you might know.” I didn’t know her, but I sent her a request, anyway (I know creepy, don’t judge!) She didn’t take long to accept it and message me, asking who I was? I answered saying that I thought I knew her (Lies!) She didn’t reply, at first, then she sent me a message. She wanted to get to know me. I gave her my number and told her to text me. It only took a few seconds for her to text me. She was annoying at first, she was putting me down because of my school! She only lived 10 minutes away and went to the school that my school was consolidated with! I told her that I didn’t want to talk about that, and she told me that we could change the subject. I brought up relationships. She told me that she was single. I used that to my advantage and began to ask her if we could hang out. She was senseless because she said yes, even without knowing me!
We hung out, a week later, and spent most of the time making out. She had the worse breath, ever! Though her breath was scary,  she was good at one thing….kissing! Sadly, that was the only thing she was good at! She wasn’t fun to talk to, she was controlling, and she spent most of our convos trying to convince me to have sex. I was training to be a youth pastor, so that wasn’t going to happen, which made her mad enough to taunt me with her friends! The relationship wasn’t bad overall, though, well until the end!
I was going out of town, with a few close friends, and she didn’t agree. She thought that I wanted to do something with the girl I was with. I tried to convince her that I didn’t want anything, but she didn’t believe me. I thought about skipping the concert, but then rethought as she wasn’t my mother, and she would have to get over it! I was too young to be controlled by a girlfriend, especially one that poked fun at me! I decided to go, anyways! She told me that she was fine, but she wasn’t. The concert was two hours away, so we left pretty early in the morning. The rest of the group was going to be meeting us in a different town, so we had to get there on time. The real problem didn’t come until later in the trip. I was trying to have a good time, we were all singing and having a blast, so much I forgot to check my phone. We were stopping at a gas station, while everyone else was inside I checked my phone. I had thirteen text messages and a few missed calls. They were all from Faith and she wasn’t happy. I remember the text messages were mixed, some were sad and the others were mad. She said that she hated me and that I was cheating, but then seconds later she would say she loved me and missed me. I was going to ignore the text messages, but one caught my eye. The one specific text said “HELp, Baby……He’s ohw (on his way).” This struck a nerve, since she did have a crazy ex, one that said he wanted to kill her to me….I gave her a call.
She answered the phone with an attitude. I could tell that she ran out of patience with me, but I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to let her negative ass ruin my day, I just wanted to know if she was okay. Once she calmed down and let me speak, I asked her if she was okay. She paused for a second then went off. She couldn’t catch her breath as she spilled out some crazy story. The story was about how her ex was mad about her status, so he was going to come and kill her. The funny thing is the police told her that they couldn’t help her. I told her to call them or to leave, she snapped again and told me that she couldn’t leave. I didn’t know what to do, I was a hour away and I couldn’t leave. I told her to call a friend, but she didn’t like that either. She then accused me of cheating with the other girl. My patience was gone as I blew up on her. I told her to shut up and to get a better story, as I knew she was lying. She told me that I was a dick, that is when I told her that I was done and I hung up the phone.
We didn’t talk for a couple days, but then she came back into the radar. She apologized for being a jerk. I accepted the apology and hung up the phone. The relationship was over, so I didn’t want to talk. She texted me moments later begging me to take her back. I told her no, and told her to leave me a lone. Faith blew up after that, telling me that I was a ugly virgin and that I should die. With this, I thought she was done, but that wasn’t true, she started to come around my house. She would drive by slowly. I caught her one day, but when I asked her what she was doing, she lied and said she was at school, even though I saw her outside of my house.
This crazy girl did this for a week, then texted me and told me that she was dating her ex, again. I didn’t answer, because I didn’t care. I knew that she wanted me to care, but I figured she was lying, so I just let it go. This wasn’t the last time she texted me, she would get dumped and come to me to fix her loneliness. The trap was never good enough, though, as I would just ignore her each time. It has been a about a year since she texted me last, which I thank God for. I just feel like she’s about to come back into the radar, but I am ready. My chair is sitting outside, my gun is loaded, and I am ready to send her to Redhead hell……

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Do they matter?

Posted: August 30, 2016 in Uncategorized

    I was told that tags were useful, but I have always been very sceptical! With small blogs, we are unable to be found by Tags, which means that I could post a blog without tags and still get the same amount of views. But is that true? Is the few extra seconds of tagging really needed? Today, we will find out!
    When I was little, I didn’t know what I wanted to be. As I grew up, that question became harder to answer, as I wanted to be everything! I didn’t want to be just one thing, but I wanted to be every occupation. I dreamed of high speed chases as a cop, fighting fires as a firefighter, signing to millions as a rock star, and being on the big screen as a movie editor. This all was accomplished by becoming a writer.
     As a writer, we are able to escape the harsh world and becoming something more. We are not held to any restrictions, other than the ones we make for ourselves. I knew, when I became a writer, that all my dreams just came true. I was going to be able to act the part, as anything I could possibly want. I had limitless Bounds. The only bounds I had were the ones caused by doubt.
     Doubt affects many artiit. We want to blow up instantly, but when we don’t fear seeps in and we lose hope. It could be a rejection or self doubt, either way we fear and doubt that we can do it and we end up giving up, while throwing our dreams away with it.
      I want to tell you to stop fearing! Stop doubting yourself! We are all giving a special gift, so please use yours! Stop caring about how someone else is doing, compared to you, and get better at your trait! Writers and artist don’t have room to fear. Worrying isn’t something we do!

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This was an old story that I was working on. I was going to post it, as a special, on WattPad, but once I finished it I didn’t want it to go just anywhere. This was a good piece (in my opinion) and I wanted to share it with you guys. Though, when I was about to post it, I lost the piece. I couldn’t find the project, anywhere, and it began to stress me out. I gave up searching for it, and decided that it wsa just a waste of a blog post, anyway, but I finally found it! I was cleaning out some files and came across this wonderful story, but do you guys want to read it? I don’t know if you do, so tell me? I will post a few paragraphs, and will let you guys decide!

Standing alone!
I sit here, in my room, all alone after the fight with my wife. I said a few things again that were not needed to be said. I know I need to stop the way that I treat her, or one day she will leave me. But there is something that she does, that pisses me off. My wife pushes me to a point that I want to break her neck. I have never been violent with a woman, but there is a line that I also haven’t crossed and I feel like she is about to shove me across that line.
The whole fight started with her staying at work for longer than needed. I was waiting outside waiting for her, I had roses in one hand and wine in the other. But when she came outside she didn’t notice my kind gesture. I wanted to slam her head into the car window, but my past teachings taught me to never hit a woman, so I kept my cool until I got into the car.
Once we got into the car, I let her have it though. I told her that she needed to pay more attention to me and that it was unacceptable. She snapped back talking about how if I did it more then it might mean something to her. As I said before, I wanted to bash her head in, show her the amount of pain and embarrassment that she just shown outside her job, but I again kept cool. I remember driving home after that was said, thinking of a way to punish her, but something inside wasn’t allowing me to think of the dark tortures. I stayed quite the rest of the way home.
She got out of the car quickly, slamming the door behind her and walking into the house. She was trying to make me mad, but I was numb to the ignorance that she was showing. I have dealt with the craziness for more than 7 years, so I let her storm up the stairs and take a shower, just like every time I make her mad. This time was different though, there was never a light turned on, not even for the room that she would usually lay her heavy jacket in before getting naked. The fear of someone attacking my love, made me nervous so I went to check on her. I got out of the car when the light came on. I got a little annoyed by the timing of her presence.
Now that I was outside of the car, what was I suppose to do? I wasn’t about to go in there and act as if I did something wrong, but I also didn’t want to stay in the cold weather. I contemplated getting back into the car, but starting the car would waste more gas than I want to. So I chose to go for a walk around the block, this would give her time to get her apology ready.
The walk was working, it was making me forget the things that just happened, but it also was making me think of worse things. The past was never easy for me or my family, my father was an abuser and my mother paid for his choices. She would be up all night waiting for him to get home from bingo, in order for him to hit her. One night she left, and I was left there with him. He lost all of his money playing that night, and was angry. I try to forget that nightmare as if it didn’t happen, but every time I close my eyes, I see his hand. His big brass hand hit my flesh multiple times that night, but that wasn’t the worse part. He tied me up and tortured me.

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   I love Friday the 13th with a passion. Jason has always been my number one lunatic, something that will never change. I even celebrate on his “birthday,” by watching his movies. He is my unofficial family and I can’t wait until the new movie. But today, as I was at the mall, I got something super awesome!
    I have seen these things around, but never wanted to buy them. They are those ice trays that make special shapes, which I felt was stupid. Who wants a Superman IceCube? Not me! Those were, in my opinion, a waste of money. I stood corrected though.
    While standing in a Halloween shop, I found that I could come to love these. This ice tray makes IceCubed Jason masks! I wasn’t big into paying 8 dollars for the tray, but my wife insisted that I bought it, as I was refusing to buy anything, so I did. I bought the tray.
     I filled up the tray and tried to put it in my freezer. The water poured out of the tray, at first, but after many tries I finally got it! I waited patiently! Just a few moments ago, I got the ice out of the freezer. The masks are sorta hard to see, but it doesn’t matter, they are still awesome!
    I am glad to actually have the trays and can’t wait for the Halloween season! I know Ariel and I are going out for Halloween. We spent some time, today, planning for October! I can’t wait to show you guys what we are planning! Who’s ready?

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Top 5 Milks
I am a big fan of drinking milk, yet not a fan of drinking regular milk. Makes sense, right? Do to this I have went out and found some really great milks, but Prairie farms is the only kind I will drink, all the other brands are crap compared to the farm! But luckily Prairie Farms just released two new millks, which gives them five flavors, which is my favorite? I will tell you!

    5. Chocolate- I have never been big into Chocolate milk. It just doesn’t taste good to me. Though, if I am in a rut, I have been caught drinking them.
4. Peanut butter and chocolate- Sounds amazing, right? I thought so too, well until I took a drink. It taste of straight hazelnut, which is something I hate more than my latest blog idea!
3. Strawberry!- I don’t like artificial strawberry flavoring, but it works in milk! I love to relax with a nice cold Strawberry milk!
2. Vanilla- Believe it or not, there is actually vanilla milk. This shouldn’t be confused by white milk, as it is actually flavored, and should never be laid in front of me (Unless you want it gone!) This came close to beating out there first overall, but just missed by points!
1. Salted Caramel!- They outdid themselves here, as they released my weakness into milk form! They knew that I wouldn’t be able to resist, so they released the best milk, ever! I love it, and most mornings, I will stop and get one! Just think of a caramel sundae, that is what it taste like, without the brain freeze!

Fun Fact: I don’t know why, but everytime I drink milk I get tired! I could be wide awake, but once I drink a glass of milk, I get super tired and want to go to sleep! Love you guys!

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Stop calling me, you’re a creep. I told you I don’t want to talk, clearly, from not answering your 20th call. You could spend some time fixing things, yet you just want to talk from a distance. I don’t see why I need to do your work, nor will I! You will screw this up, again, and we will have to wait for it to be fixed, well until I ask him to do it again! You’re a failure, and I hope you get what is coming to you, one day, then you might see what you had. You’re worse than the woman, I saw as a hero.

She was the one I loved, but she didn’t love me. She wanted to take everything from me, starting with my trust and ending with my happiness. I was forced to go through a few systems to find my way, and she wasn’t here when I got out, she was gone in the wind, never to be seen again, but that was the best part. She tore me down and convinced me of things that weren’t true. She was a monster. The drugs, she took, took her over and forced her to be someone that she wasn’t, before. I am so glad that I am away from here. If I were still under her, I wouldn’t be anywhere. It is sad that I had to compare you to this lady, but you are a spitting image of her. You lie, you cheat, and can’t make a right decision for the sake of your life!

She couldn’t make a decision either, that’s why she let her family decide. She told me that I wasn’t good enough. I died inside that night, followed by hours of empty stares. I became a family member to that wall, during our departure. He would listen to my sobs, though I wish it were you, it wasn’t. You moved on, deleting me from your life, like what we had was nothing. I hate you for that. I hate you for the fact that I loved you, but you could walk away, like that! Now, I can’t get you off my mind. I might say “I am fine” or “I don’t care” but that is such a lie! You are still on my mind, but now it’s anger that fills my heart. My hatred hasn’t been stronger since she didn’t show up, though.

She was told to be there, but she didn’t show up. I had to do all of the work, while she got to have fun. What a liar! She said she was good, but she sucked, I aint even talking about that….Her work style sucked. I stuck my head out for her, but she took me for granted. That is why I shut down….I would murder her, if it wasn’t punishable, and would hide her body at the bottom of the ocean, so that she would be ate by her family, but even they would spit her out. That voice is what I hated the most.

She wanted everyone to hear her, but she had nothing to say! Ha! That’s what I hear from you! I don’t hear anything from you guys! I didn’t fit it, so you cut me out of the picture, and force me to watch you, from the outside. I won’t though! I don’t miss you guys, because you were never close, anyways. You never supported my decision, the one to change my life. Nah! You didn’t like how it made me, and you wanted the old me back, yet you didn’t even like that guy, either. I wont be a puppet!

Someone else tried to make me a puppet after you, also. They said they were my family, that they would never leave. But one decision changed their minds, as they kicked me out and told me to go away. I didn’t hesitate, as I didn’t want to be there anyway. They were crazy, as they only want to control people, using text. I didn’t fall for the trap, and I prospered because of that. I found something I was looking for, though now I hate it!

I can’t stand the double-standards that go along with the game, and that I cant do what others do! WE were told not to do something, then he was able to do that same thing. I couldn’t believe it, so I asked “Why?” I was told that he asked before, so he was granted the opportunity. Now, after he’s gone, I have to pick up the weight and carry it. I want to give up that part, and move on to better things, but then what would I do?

I would miss his hair, for one. He never combs his hair, yet wonders why he doesn’t have a girl. You need to take care of yourself, before you can expect a girl to like you! But you don’t care, because secretly you’re gay! We know it, just admit it! I don’t know why you hide it! I would just come out and say it, that way you can move on and be happy. Maybe that’s it! Maybe you want to stay “Unpresentable” in order to save yourself, for the man that has your heart. I just solved the puzzle, I just found Atlantis! Bro, not cool.

What’s not cool is the lack of faith, though. Yes, I am talking to you. You think that I will continue to do this, without some push? I am done swinging! I wouldn’t want to waste your damn time, with another page. I will stop, I will walk away. Then as I am walking away, you will ask me to come back, but it will be too late. I would already be gone, and you would be the blame. So please continue, continue to say that you don’t have the time. You will see what you had, but it will be too late. Every artist is remembered after their death, I just didn’t want it to come to this. I didn’t want to have to force myself, but if it works, then I will take that door! I won’t ask, anymore! This is over, this is done, I am not immortal, and my bat has been swung. I don’t put myself in the least of those, anyways. You wouldn’t understand my thoughts, anyways! You think you would, but you can’t even go a day without being fooled by a door that says pull. You are tools, and I’m no longer your damn workbench!

I drop the mic, walk out the door, find a street, and ask for God. I wait for an answer, but nothing is there. I want to find someone to do it, but no one is there. The street is dark, lights are out, no one is walking and I need someone. I walk down the street, that is when I found you! I found happiness in you. I had to run after you, but I lost you. My hope was lost, and I didn’t know what to do. This is when I reached back out to you, but you IGNORED me! Luckily, I have someone! You….were….so…..Fake…….

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The End!    

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Why did I get engaged so fast?
This is a Flash back, as it is getting pretty close to my anniversary! I hope you guys see this and apply this to your life! If you have a questionable relationship, this will be perfect for you!

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When you say I do, you are saying “I Do” to everything. But you will realize shortly after you say them two little words you’re in for the ride of your life. That you might have bit off way more than you intended to chew. Many people will scatter, or run away from their mini problems, where few will know what they would lose if they decided to cease the relationship. Where it is important to wait for marriage, it is also possible for some to jump right in, guns blazed, and ready to “I do” The crap out of that altar. This is my story:

I started dating my fiancé the night that we met. With that being said, I can see that you are smirking, saying that was too fast to date someone, you didn’t know her. Well if you believe that, then my last post is just for you. But if you said “Aw”, “How Sweet”, or you just sat there waiting for the next line to be written then you are in the right seat.

My old-friend introduced us at a local bowling alley; even though she wanted us to meet, my friend told me the night before that I might just want to stay home. See she had a crush on me, even though I told her it was never going to happen, she insisted that I never date anyone. Back to the story, it felt like fireworks were lit off when I laid my eyes on her. She was just the girl I was looking for from the outside, now the question commenced: Was her personality worth pursuing?

1. Personality- The personality is the most important part of any relationship, especially if you are trying to pursue marriage. It’s important that you don’t lie to yourself. If she/he isn’t your type, DON’T SETTLE!

I didn’t talk to her for the first hour. My best guy-friend was hitting on her; it was like a starving man seeing food for the first time. His actions caused me to shut down, thinking that she would go for that man.

Time went on and finally she came up to me. She began to joke around with me. The conversation started with the phrase “don’t I get any love,” after she knocked down a nice strike. I gave her a high five, that’s all it took, I was hooked.

We went on a walk later on, after we finished the game. She says she won, I disagree unless she asks then I will politely tell her who really won. ME! It was a nice night, a little nippy, but overall it was a beautiful night for a walk. I told her everything about me, she returned the favor; bonding us closer with each sentence.

2. Special Bond– It takes a special bond to quicken a relationship. We found that bond, I believe that anyone can get that bond. But to get that type of bond, you must drop all them walls that past relationships have forced you to put up.
We ended up kissing in the rain that night, promising each other that we wouldn’t treat the other as they were treated in the past. The past was the past. With each word that I spoke I fell deeper in love with this blonde haired beauty, which brings the last reason I didn’t want to wait on t

3. I was in agape love It’s stronger than just loving someone. If you just love someone, you can’t see a different road you can take in life. With her I couldn’t and still can’t see another possible road. Not one that ends with me being happy and whole!

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I am so original that I will post this original idea.
I have been watching a lot of YouTube, more than I really should be. There is this funny challenge going around, and all of the famous Youtubers have joined to do this challenge. The YouTuber “Nigahiga” came out with this challenge, as he was sick of all the diss tracks between other Youtubers. He formed this challenge to smooth over the heat, as now people were challenged to keep their hate for themselves. He then challenged a few of his friends to do so! I listened to some of the video and trust me, they were amazing! I especially loved ||SuperWomans||. This led me to think, I have a lot of friends, on Facebook, that have been dealing with life, and I thought that they could get their minds off their problems by doing this challenge. Now, the original idea was to rap, but since I can’t rap, I will simply write out my hatred for myself! I hope you enjoy. Also if you are reading this, you should do this challenge and tag me in it!

“Oh, look, you’re back at this, again. Don’t you know that no one cares, no one listens to your thoughts. You keep posting, hoping that one day you will get big, but you won’t. You have weak skills, you have lazy ideas, your grammar sucks, and you question yourself too much. You think you are great, but who confirms it? No one! That’s right, you keep begging for confirmation, you should just stop, pack up the bags and get out of town. You are not cut out to be a writer, heck you aren’t even cut out to finish this li…see you can’t even finish your thoughts. Is that why you keep going into a “Writers block”? Are you out of ideas? HAHA you are! I should have seen that coming, that’s why you always share previous work, hoping that you can come up with a good idea, but it never comes. You ran out of the magic years ago, that’s why no one stays around. Your dad is your own fan, how pathetic. He is the only one that comments on your blogs! If it weren’t for him, your blog would have less views than Hellen Keller. Wow, I just compared your blog to a great, when you don’t even deserve to be in the same category as dog poo. 

You should stop! You’re not an artist, should I rewind back to your music career? Even your own sister wouldn’t listen to your first album. She pushed that out of her car, saying she wasn’t in the mood. That’s how everyone feels, though. No one wants to be bothered by any of your work! I hope one day you will see this, and will learn that you suck. But you wont, you will keep fighting for views, using clickbait to get ahead of the game, only to get a flat tire. The grim reaper has come and you’re done. …Night, night. Oh wait, did I forget something? I did! I feel like you now….Lets go back to Facebook….Let’s talk about your 34 likes on the page. You have been helping others, yet they have more likes than you, how pathetic! You cry yourself to sleep, every night, hoping that you will wake up and have more of a following, then will get jealous when others are better than you. Keep being salty, because you will never be good enough…have a good career at McDonald’s…..bye….”

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This was simply for fun, I don’t feel this way at all. I actually love to see others grow. I hope you guys will join me, and share the love. I will love you forever if you give this a share!!!!

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There might be a time, in the future, that I wont be able to write. This could come from someone being better than me, or maybe I will lose my passion, as a writer. There’s a thousand things that could happen, to push me out of my future career, so I best get started looking for a new career. This is simply just for fun! Here are 10 things I would do, if I never make it as a writer!

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    10. Rapper– Yeah. Your boi has some bars! I would most likely keep “Impromtdude” but would add thug to it, making the name “Impromtthug.” This rapper career would never end, and one day I would better than Eminem, Tupac, and Jay-z. I would be the best, ever!

     9. Web designer- This would be a decent career, one that would allow me to live my life as I want to. I would make my own schedules, and wouldn’t have to answer to anyone, oh I would? Dang….

8. Pokémaster– I would ‘Catch ‘em all.” Being the best, ever, would happen so fast. I am the king at Pokémon, and I would show everyone. One day, I will be on every newsstand, but for now I will silently train!

7. Counselor– I am a beast at helping people. My ears should be the size of Dumbo’s, because that’s how amazing I am at listening! I have always wanted to be Dr. Phil. He is my hero! But when I join the community, he will be going down! Captain Dumbo is coming!

6. Drug dealer- Clearly this is serious, as I am the new Pablo Escobar! I don’t know where I will be getting the drugs, but I still have time to get that planned out!

5. Runner– *Pause* Lets get serious, I ain’t running! Hahahahaha Actually I use to run everyday! I was pretty fast, in high school, so this isn’t that much of a joke…lol

4. Promoter– This is the second option, right now. I really could see myself pursuing this dream. The only problem would be that I suck at hitting deadlines, but that is also because of “Impromtdude.” So I guess if I don’t have this blog, then I would have more time, and would be able to get things done.

3. Preacher– This was going to be my original career (before writing). I actually went to college for a semester for pastoral studies, until I dropped out. If I could, I would really do this in the future!

2. Chef– Because not everyone has had food poisoning! *weird pause*

1. Blogger– This is going to be my career. I don’t care what happens. I have a few other jobs, while doing this. I have never used blogging as a source of income. I actually don’t charge people for any of my work. I will write anything for anyone, well some…., and wont charge people! I write for the fun of it, and I wouldn’t change that for anything! The most that might happen is I might go down to blogging a few days a week, instead of posting daily. This will be in the very far future! A lot is happening, right now, which is going to bring in a lot of blog post and more people. I am more excited about blog than I ever have been!
I have to work tonight, which led to this top 10 list. I hope you enjoyed!
-ImpromtThug!

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Fully made from butter!

   Today I was able to go to the fair, with Ariel, and actually spend some money. Being a tightwad, during the fair, is something that has always been a problem for me. I want to spend all my money, because there’s just too much amazing food to pass up. I also love to play games, but food is my number one priority!
      There’s one thing that I love, something that I will be making myself, but usually wait until the fair to get. This item is a cheese-on-a-stick. It’s literally just a crap load of cheese, fried to perfection in corndog batter. I was first introduced to this amazing item, a few years back, while at Power light (fair concert) and I have loved them since!

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      I have waited every year to get one, patiently waiting to dig my teeth into creamy heaven! I got one this year and it was better than any other year!

      Luckily, I was able to get my cheese, because I tried something else, later. I needed to pee, so I went to the urinals. (I have a funny story about this trip. If it gets 10 likes, I will release that story.) After the urinals, I grabbed my wife so we could get a lemon shake-up.

       While the woman was shaking the drink, I asked her to make me a deep fried 3-musketeers. Since this was my favorite candy bar, I figured this was going to be the best thing ever, but it was horrible. It was far too sweet for my taste, as it caused my teeth to hurt, moments after eating it. I couldn’t finish it, and decided that it was time to stick to my cheese treat!

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Also, I played a game with my wife and won something! I won my very own Pikachu!

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It was a great day! I want to know, what is your favorite fair treat?

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