There is a crisis for all concerned citizens living in the lake county area; a hippie gathering point is located just to our North. The Bristol Renaissance Faire is a breeding ground for all types of hippies and others who sympathize with their cause, i.e. nerds. Approaching the Faire this past Saturday with great trepidation, I realized the enormity of the infestation. These folks were in rare form, singing and dancing horribly to badly played music, performed by a man with a lute and a ridiculous hat. It would be almost comical were it not within twenty minutes of my house. All around me the dregs of society were gathering, laughing, and thoroughly enjoying themselves instead of hiding in their parents basements playing Dungeons & Dragons.
Within this commune there were puffy pirate shirts and fedoras abound. Fat guys in tight pants with swords they can’t lift, hanging off their belts. Pimply-faced geeks adorned with bejeweled walking sticks and hats even Harry Potter fanatics wouldn’t wear. I thought that someone would have shot that guy, who seems to be everywhere, who carries around a snake trying to act cool. One costume I did like was the whore in chain mail getup except when I noticed it on a trio of whales. When every hole in the mail is bursting with cellulite, even skinny black guys cannot find you attractive. (Sorry for the racist generality, but it helps develop the mental image)
There were only two redeeming qualities of the Faire: one the beer, and two the capitalistic tendencies of the Faire’s owners. Everything there cost a fortune to do. Want to throw an axe it will cost you five dollars, and there isn’t even a hippie to aim for. I am hoping beyond hope that the Faire is in reality a means to deprive hippies from the precious few dollars that they have managed to mooch. I must ponder this new theory and its likelihood of success. Until the Faire’s true purpose is identified proceed with caution, and Livius I have spies there to tell me if you are in costume! It is not a crime to attend only to enjoy and participate in the skullduggery. ERIDICATE THE HIPPIES!!!!!
August 2, 2007 at 3:05 am
The things I know about the Ren Faire sir… the things I know.
Honestly, if you’re willing to live that style of life (and god knows that I’m not, though i know people that are), you’d swear at the after parties that you were an american sailor coming ashore in Ireland. Froom what I hear from reliale sources (my brother), the after parties there are just a huge orgy.
as it stands, i’ve been a time or two… but my interest in chain mail and dreamcatchers and fake swords is just not enough to bring me back a second time. i probably don’t have as bad of an opinion as you do on the subject, but i’m not the biggest fan of the Faire. surprised?
August 2, 2007 at 3:27 am
to clarify,
i’ve been to the Renaissance Faire, Not to the after party things.
August 8, 2007 at 7:39 am
I thought I saw Livius dressed up as a werewolf, but alas he only had his shirt off.
August 28, 2007 at 3:35 am
Where did you go? did the hippies get you? Come on, it’s either read this or watch Bill O’Reilly, and at least reading this doesn’t make me physically ill.
August 28, 2007 at 5:25 am
sorry really busy lately. Working on a couple of good ones. Keep an eye out for one on the Founding Fathers.
January 7, 2009 at 3:50 am
hippies dont go to fairs
fairs are fucking lame
January 7, 2009 at 8:30 pm
I agree Jamal it was a terrible experience.