In Ireland
we have our fair share of shabby travelling fairgrounds. These were very much a highlight of all our younger years. Back round the time when Kevin Costner was Robin Hood and it was the only video my nan had for us to watch, a fair arrived in our little village.

My friend and I scoured the entire show which took a whole half minute. Deciding we love life too much (The next village a kid would die on one of the rides)we settled on the games of chance. After too long at the pluck a duck stand we headed over to the sucker arrow crossbows.

No one ever won these. But young Daz began to sing the "Dundadundadundadundadundaaaadundaaaaaduuunnnn" from Robin Hood and BAM. Bullseye. My friend and I stared. 20 Pounds!!!!!!

We called over the attendant and displayed my triumph. He glanced at it, grunted and hit the board causing the arrow to slide down the board out of the winning zone. Now being much smaller we were smart enough not to argue too much.

But that, dickhead, is how the same night your shitty little stall got covered in old paint.
( dazbrilliantwhites has been meaning to change this..., Tue 14 Jun 2011, 8:12, 2 replies)

I approve
of this necessary and well deserved vandalism.
(username failed moderation, Tue 14 Jun 2011, 8:50, closed)

Shame you didn't burn it to the ground.
Bonus points if the useless piece of shit died screaming in it.
(Me, I'm not... in any way intoxicated, Tue 14 Jun 2011, 18:28, closed)