The Fairgrounds--February 29, 2008
My usual rule is to wait until a couple is married before going on double dates; Perry and JD are the exception. It was finally Friday, and that alone was enough reason to celebrate with cotton candy and corn dogs. We pulled into the dirt parking lot, a little earlier than expected. Turk had driven here fast, anxious to go on as many rides as possible with his ten dollar allowance.
I bend down to pick up my purse and am suprised when my door is flung open. "Turk!?" I stumble onto the ground as he pulls me out of the car. "These were my new jeans! Look, they hug my curves so nicely and now they have dirt on them!" It doesn't matter, Turk has locked the door and is already half-way across the parking lot and running towards the ticket booth.
I bend down to pick up my purse and am suprised when my door is flung open. "Turk!?" I stumble onto the ground as he pulls me out of the car. "These were my new jeans! Look, they hug my curves so nicely and now they have dirt on them!" It doesn't matter, Turk has locked the door and is already half-way across the parking lot and running towards the ticket booth.