It was just up the street from the fair grounds.
The guy came in, stumbled around, kicked his shoe off and started picking thru the trash. He walked over to me and straight up pissed his pants. He smelled so bad my wife and I coudn't eat any more and threw what was left into the trash. Of course he went right after it. He didn't get far, the Mgr came out and ran him off. But he didn't go far.
But yeah, we felt like two snow flakes in a mud puddle.
