Wandering around the local festival which is kind of a big deal in these parts, pard.
Needed my Indian fry bread fix.
Putting my charm to work on the ladies.
Fuck off, dude.
Hated this as a car salesman. Leave me at the store and hire a bunch of bimbos in bikinis to pass out brochures, thank you very much.
Maybe six other people were wearing long sleeve shirts. SPF 50 and a large brim hat are your friends.