Who would have thought she smoked?
Posted by Phoenix on September 1, 2006, 3:19:43, in reply to "Record-Breaking Sightings Day at the Minnesota State Fair, Part 4" --Previous Message--
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You sir are a God among men
: Sighting #113 quickly
: followed, still seated
: at the information
: booth, as a pair of
: girls and a guy sat on
: the cement as the guy
: ate some junk food. To
: the guy’s right was a
: very attractive 19-ish
: dirty blonde, while to
: his left was a brunette
: with very dramatic
: features. I’m generally
: not a fan of short hair
: on young girls, and can
: only think of one woman
: who looks better with
: short hair than
: long….and that’s country
: singer Martina McBride.
: This girl very much had
: a Martina McBride thing
: going, with similar
: facial features and a
: hairdo nearly identical
: to Martina’s before she
: grew it out…..except
: this girl’s features and
: hair were considerably
: darker. As I observed
: from a distance, it sure
: looked like she was
: holding a box of
: cigarettes in her left
: hand along with her cell
: phone. As I looked
: closer, it became
: obvious that she was
: indeed in possession of
: a pack of Parliaments. I
: was starting to worry
: she wouldn’t light up,
: but after the boyfriend
: finished his junk food,
: she opened the pack and
: extracted one for the
: both of them (the other
: girl apparently didn’t
: smoke) and I wrapped up
: my sit near the
: information booth
: watching this beauty
: puffing on her
: Parliament.
: Dusk was approaching and
: I had a lot of territory
: I still wanted to cover,
: but as is always the
: case, an extended period
: of sitting after hours
: of walking makes it even
: harder to proceed
: further. I didn’t know
: if I was gonna make it
: there for the first few
: minutes, but thankfully
: recovered in time to
: enjoy the evening “light
: show”. Once the sun goes
: down, the girls more
: easy to dismiss as
: non-smokers during the
: day suddenly become fair
: game, as nearly every
: attractive young lass
: may be pleasuring her
: respiratory system with
: manufactured cylinders
: of compressed tobacco
: and tar. The downside of
: evening sightings is
: that the lack of light
: makes it harder to
: appreciate the beauty
: and smoking styles of
: the chick smokers.
:
: I already gave a teaser
: of my next blockbuster
: sighting, which was
: Sighting #119. Once
: again near the beer
: gardens, I turn the
: corner to see two
: long-haired 18-ish
: blondes pass me. They
: look remarkably similar
: in hairstyle and
: clothing (both wearing
: sexy black strap shirts
: and tight form-fitting
: blue jeans) and were
: either sisters or best
: friends who choose to
: look as much alike as
: possible. However, only
: of the beautiful blondes
: was a smoker, caressing
: an all-white (likely
: Marlboro Light) in
: between her index finger
: and middle finger. Like
: any good stalker worth
: his weight in
: restraining orders, I
: had to follow these
: beauties as they
: progressed towards the
: grandstand area to a
: waiting middle-aged
: woman, likely the
: non-smoker mother or one
: of both of the girls,
: most likely the smoker
: who did 90% of the
: talking when she
: arrived. It was such a
: rush to see this 18-ish
: beauty casually dragging
: and exhaling only a
: couple feet in front of
: her non-smoking mother.
: The only thing that
: could have made this
: sighting better is if
: the other girl, who
: looked more innocent and
: sweet, also lit up.
:
: If you blinked, you’d
: miss five sightings in
: those evening hours, but
: most were something of a
: blur with the darkness
: obstructing the
: intensive observation
: that the light of day
: provided. The two-in-one
: sightings where that
: certainly didn’t apply
: were Sightings #132 and
: #133 between the Space
: Tower and horticulture
: building. About 50 yards
: in front of me, I notice
: two amazing blonde
: female bodies proceeding
: forward with freshly-lit
: cigarettes in both of
: their hands. These were
: the kind of impossibly
: well-proportioned
: teenage hotties who seem
: as though they’re
: fem-bot constructions of
: some engineering wizard
: rather than actual
: humans. Their appeal was
: only accentuated by
: their ultra-feminine
: attire, including a
: pink-and-white striped
: tanktop and tight jeans
: on the one girl and a
: pink tanktop and denim
: mini-skirt on the other.
: I accelerated my pace to
: get a closer and was
: fortunate enough to have
: the girls sit on the
: sidewalk to consume
: their cigarettes. I sat
: on the sidewalk across
: the street and admired
: their Barbie-doll
: cuteness and watched
: them copiously drag from
: their all-whites. Unable
: to appreciate the depth
: of their facial beauty,
: I decided to walk across
: the street and get a
: closer look at them in
: passing. Both girls were
: amazing beauties,
: probably 16-17 but
: possibly 18, with the
: pink shirt/denim skirt
: vixen particularly
: beautiful. In passing, I
: was even able to tell
: that the pink shirt girl
: was smoking a Marlboro
: Light while the other
: girl was smoking a
: Parliament. About 30
: seconds after crossing
: the street, the girls
: jubilantly rose from the
: sidewalk and ran over to
: embrace two guys I
: certainly assumed to be
: their boyfriends. I
: followed the four of
: them for a distance
: before realizing the
: show was over, but not
: before providing me my
: third favorite sighting
: of the day.
:
: Seven more sightings
: ensued on my journey
: back to the midway,
: where I was about to
: make my final evening
: run. I had already made
: three trips down the
: midway, and was
: disappointed with the
: lack of sightings thus
: far. However, the
: evening run through the
: midway is almost always
: productive. I had two
: sightings immediately
: upon entering there,
: where a group of guys
: and girls were almost
: all smoking. After that
: though, the first half
: of the midway run
: continued to disappoint
: (keep in mind, the
: midway at the MN Fair is
: HUGE!). It heated up in
: the second half though,
: producing an unending
: slough of sightings that
: culminated in uncharted
: territory for me,
: Sighting #150. And it
: was memorable, with an
: 19-ish blonde hottie
: cheering on her
: boyfriend at a carnival
: game playing pool while
: simultaneously attending
: to her own physical
: needs dragging from an
: ever-present cigarette
: comfortably resting
: between her fingers. The
: girl was blonde, petite,
: and packaged in a
: flattering blouse and
: mini-skirt. Yet again, I
: hit a benchmark in
: style.
:
: I made one final lap
: around the grounds
: before leaving, picking
: up an additional 14
: sightings, but nothing
: that jumped out at me.
: Then, I got a bonus
: exiting the grounds on
: an overpass that goes
: above the street to the
: south of the fairgrounds
: and towards the parking
: lot. I look to my right
: from atop the street and
: sidewalk to see an
: adorable blonde in a
: pink shirt and denim
: miniskirt walking with
: her boyfriend and
: holding a cigarette. You
: guessed it. It was the
: “fem-bot” from an hour
: earlier (Sightings 132
: and 133). Not far behind
: her was the other
: blonde, also sucking
: down another cigarette.
: Apparently they live in
: walking distance from
: the State Fairgrounds.
: Almost makes me want to
: move to St. Paul. Since
: I already counted these
: girls as two sightings,
: I didn’t add to my
: total, but I was just
: fine with that seeing as
: how two of my favorite
: bombshells of the day
: provided me with an
: encore.
:
: Usually, I manage four
: or five additional
: sightings on the way out
: of the fairgrounds. That
: wasn’t the case last
: night, although I have a
: feeling a 16-ish
: brunette cutie had a
: cigarette in hand as she
: raced behind my car to
: get to her commuter bus,
: but since I didn’t know
: for sure, I didn’t count
: her. On the drive to
: Snelling Avenue,
: however, I did get one
: final sighting in the
: backseat of a car.
: Amongst a crowd of
: commuters in this
: particular car exiting
: the State Fairgrounds
: lot was a 16-ish blonde
: whose cigarette glowed
: like a firefly in the
: backseat of that car.
: This particular car was
: only parallel to mine
: for about 10 seconds so
: I didn’t get a great
: look at her, but could
: tell she attractive
: enough to warrant
: Sighting #165 status.
:
: As always, the same
: post-fair symptoms
: afflicted me again in
: 2006, including fever
: and intensely sore feet
: (as well as soreness in
: other parts of my
: anatomy we won’t talk
: about), but needless to
: say, it was all worth
: it. I almost feel as
: though I should write a
: Minnesota State Fair
: Fetisher Handbook at
: this point after all
: these runs, informing
: fetishers of fairground
: hotspots and warning of
: things to avoid and
: things to pursue.
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