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One of the things we did while we were there was spend some time in Pigeon Forge. In Pigeon Forge there is a river, and on the river? Ducks, of course.
I took way more pictures than that, but you get the idea. I so wanted to pet one of the babies, but they never got close enough.
If you’ve read Fred’s entry, you know that he bought a bunch of obnoxious t-shirts. I only bought one, not particularly obnoxious one:
There were t-shirts I really liked – one said, in tiny little letters, “Nosy fucker, aren’t you?”, and another said “Fuck yesterday, fuck today, fuck tomorrow, and fuck you!”, but I decided not to buy them. I love the word “fuck” (I know, you’re shocked, aren’t you?), but I do try not to wear shirts with the words “fuck”, “shit”, “hell” or “ass” out in public, because I don’t really want to offend any strangers.
And god knows, there’s always someone willing to be offended.
I did hit Magnet World, which was great. The magnets I bought:
Hee! Milked in her pants!
Please, a fat woman wearing yellow. How could I resist?
I bought this magnet, because I knew that chat was French for cat, and thus I thought this would translate as “Lunatic cat” or “Crazy cat”. But according to Babelfish, it translates as “Whimsical cat.” Oh.
Heh. Fred pointed this one out to me.
Gotta love the Cartman. The store also had a Mr. Hanky to stick on the end of your car antenna. I was very tempted to buy it, but didn’t.
And this is the magnet I dearly wanted to buy, but didn’t, because I knew I’d catch shit from either my parents or Fred’s for having such a thing on the fridge in front of the spud and her unsullied eyes.
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In Gatlinburg, there’s a store with any kind of jam or jelly or mustard or pickle you’d ever want. We bought a bunch of jams, various flavors, but what we didn’t buy:
Hee! Is it adolescent that I think this is funny?
Moonshine Jelly! I tasted it, and it had a definite bite to it.
We were walking down the strip Thursday evening shortly after we arrived in Gatlinburg, and I sensed a smiley face near me. Not just one smiley face, actually, but many. I turned and looked, and found the mothership calling me home.
The store wasn’t open when we walked by, so Friday morning we stopped in and looked, and there was a huge amount of smiley stuff. Anything you could imagine, they had. I could have gone nuts in there, but I limited myself to a couple of smiley cups, some magnets, a couple of keychains, some erasers, and some gumballs. Some of the magnets will be up for grabs at the giveaway page
While we were in Pigeon Forge Friday, I saw off in the distance a statue, and I got out the camera and snapped a picture for Say
It was out in front of a Corky’s BBQ
restaurant. The picture didn’t come out that well, but when you’re going down the road at 45, that’s what happens. Better picture next time, Say, I promise!
Speaking of restaurants, we ate lunch at The Alamo
in Gatlinburg for lunch Friday, and then for a change of pace Saturday, we had lunch at the Alamo in Pigeon Forge.
The Alamo has the best damn sourdough rolls ever, I swear. Oddly, The Alamo in Pigeon Forge was nicer than the one in Gatlinburg.
So, that’s it. That was our vacation. I didn’t take a single picture of the mountains, though I did get a couple of other scenery pics.
A Mimosa tree, and in the background, a wall of kudzu. I continue to be enthralled by the kudzu.
The stream running through a cool little park in the middle of Gatlinburg. I continue to be enthralled by any bodies of water.
Like I said, we’re very glad to be home.
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Pet store kitties are here