This weekend, I went with my cousins to a local Renaissance Festival. Rest assured, there are more posts forthcoming about said festival. Weirdness abounded.
But today, dear readers, I want to share with you what happens when two males sit atop a log and pay money to beat each other with a sack.
It starts out simple. Everyone’s smiling and happy.
Dad lobs a few gentle hits. Son realizes this may be the only time he can hit his dad in the head with a sack without being grounded. He goes for it.
Son doesn’t know what’s coming. Look at that innocent face.
Father realizes he can hit son with a sack without Mother saying anything. The glee wells up inside him. Look at that gleeful face.
Son begins to slip. He sees his life flash before his eyes.
Surely, father’s paternal instincts will kick in now. Right?
Not a chance.
Oh my gosh, Brandy, I went to the Renaissance festival too and there’s a blog post a minute there. All my ideas were quite snarky and mean-spirited though. But I did enjoy coming up with taglines for the festival. Most of them included bosoms.