I'm going to the Country Fair, Not a real big one but its medium size for sure.
Reminds me of something an off-duty guard told me at a bar one time. Here goes:
A little kid walks up to a security guard at the County Fair. He says: "I think I'm lost, mister. I can't find my mommy."
"Well can you describe her?"
"Well, she has five cotton candies in one hand; five corn dog sausages in the other; and she's being followed by four other little kids like me."
Guard looks and looks and looks...Finally says: "Sorry, kid, I can't help you!"