**Disclaimer: this is mostly for my California friends who have grown up in the same area I did and would be equally as baffled as I am by small, podunk Idaho towns and the things they do for fun.**
I now present, for your entertainment and mockery purposes (because, hey, I did): the Madison County Fair. I love fairs in general, so I looked up in the Rexburg Standard Journal online about the details. Most of the events listed were 4-H-, rodeo-, or other livestock-related activities. And the quote they got from the guy in charge said (and I kid you not): "It's just a lot of fun for the whole family. Come on out and enjoy the cattle."
"...he joked." "...he said, laughingly." Nope. That was dead serious.
Next: the sign on Main Street said Madison County Fair, with two pictures: one of a blue ribbon, and one of, you guessed it, a cow.
Oh, and when we went, there were maybe ten cows in the livestock barn. There were probably a hundred chickens.
No rides. Two bouncehouses for kids.
Rodeo: when we got there, they were having little kids (in tight jeans, flannel shirts, huge cowboy hats, the whole getup) see how long they could each stay on a poor, innocent, frightened sheep before they fell off.
Last but not least: at the amateur talent show across the way, there was a yodeler.
'Nuff said.
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