ahhhhhhhhhhhh, the Maryland Renaissance Festival. a cherished and mos belovededed memory from our young squire dayzz. the games! the corny shows! the wooden swords! the people dressed-up like jack-a$$es! the turkey legs! is there anything besterer than this? ye thinks snot!!
sword is the word! and yes, we were wearing ironic t-shirts (this one was a Garbage Pail Kids tee) as early as age 8!
it has been at least 22 years since we last wenteth, so we fingered that there's no butter time than now to relive the chivalry for a day, and to all, a good KNIGHT!!
prepare thyself for some cheesy signage those ticket taker maidens were ye hott!!
first stop TURKEY LEGS! duh
they may not have been as big as we remembered but theys was certainly as delicious! plus being able to drink ale and mead makes it all even more funnereererrr!
don't ya juss wanna bone this bone? ET bone home!
where's the HJs & Bjs from a Wench booth? we woulda rather dunked this jester with the lame headpiece instead
meat my new bestest friend who's offering mustache rides to the New World!
we don't think there were many clowns in Medieval England and if there were, they were probably crossbowed on site
damn this looks fun! not drawn to SCALE
there's plenty o' lame entertainment happenings all day long including a magician that looks like he bought his tricks at Mario's Magic Shop
