funnist things that happen to me at theRen fair/ share your funnist things

[daylight]

  I`ll tell you a funny thing that happen to me and then you can share waht happen to you at the Renfair.  well I would have to say learing all those dances. Well trying to learn them I should say. I would try to fellow the calls and the I would look around  and I`am going the wrong way. People laughing and me tryin to get going the right way. I would get a few step in right direction but there was a left turn I would miss most all the time and turn to right instead of the left, and boom I was going in wrong direction again.  There was man behind me saying turn left, trun left to try to help me out. when the dance was over he told what he was doinf to try to help. The others seemed to keep in perfct time dispite my mistakes. As the music would play I would somehow find the step and end up going the right way.  The jester was dancing with a girl and pulled her hair (wig)Off. she simply turned to him and said sir I`ll be having my hair back. They dance stop for a breif moment and the the dance began again. Two left feet I guess, but they were willing to continue to help me.  I`am learning to do those dances today.

[Drake Starsong]

When I was younger I used to do large spikes with my hair and at SRF the town drunk waddled over and harassed us for a bit - apparenltly he slipped some rings around my 3 tallest spikes (I'm guessing from a ring toss game?) I had many chuckles and stares untill several hours later my friends couldn't hold in the laughter anymore...I certainly felt stupid! Oh..and I think I stopped wearing spikes after that 

[daylight]

hey thanks for sharing with me that was funny. enjoyed hearing about it. hope more people tell there stories as well have a great day

[groomporter]

There's a lot of good stories in my dumb patron questions collection
http://www.historicgames.com/dumbquest/DumbQindex.html

[Rage]

I would have to say watching my crazy ex when she saw what was behind a certain green door.

[NoBill Lurker]

Last season at BARF....
I was standing next to a lovely lady in full court regalia when she said me...
" It's times like this that I truly enjoy wearing a dress! " (because of how hot it was)
And I looked at her and replied "I know what you mean"
She looks at me oddly for a second until she realized that I was wearing a Kilt !!!
At which point she broke out in a peal  laughter! 

[Lady L]

There was the time I was trying to get some photos of the elephants. One of the elephants would shake hands/trunk with people as he walked by them. However, when he came to me, he reached through the fence and lifted up my skirt with his trunk! 

I wonder if the trainer gave him a signal to do that, or if he was just being silly?

[Will Gamwell]

Ahhh!  A Funny Stories thread.

Well I do have a funny story, but I am horrible at telling stories.  So this may not be as great as if I told it in person.

Two runs ago on Labor Day weekend at MNRF.  I was working as part of the Night Crew "SS" team.  I had taken Friday night off in order to attend my little Sister's wedding 6 hours north.  Right after the wedding I drove back and arrived around 2AM.  Checking in to say "Hi", then planned on going to bed in the campground.  When low & behold we got a call about a Llama that was loose and wondering around by the highway. 

Our boss volunteered one of our team memebers to go. (Whom we shall refer to as "Nancy"...yes harem_pants, I am going to refer to him as "Nancy").  But no one else wanted to go.  So I volunteer to accompany "Nancy".  We hopped in the car and drove down to the highway to look for the illusive Llama. 

After about a 15 minute search, we found the Llama down a dirt road on the other side of the highway (out of radio range.)  After playing what the Llama probably called "Hide-n-go-F*yourself" we got him headed back toward "the barn".  We got to the highway and he decided he needed to take a run up the highway!!  My partner and I were on foot at the time.  I turned on my flashlight to keep track of the Llama and warn any oncoming cars of it's presence and instructed "Nancy" to go and get the car.  So here I am watching the Llama go up the road, after about what seemed to long of a time I turned to look the other way to find out what was taking "Nancy" so dang long getting the car. (please note:  first mistake)  He was in the process of turning around.  So I look back to locate the Llama again (flashlight pointed down).  Hhhmmm....where did he go? (flashlight up)   OHSH!@*$!!!  He was running at me with head down, ears flattenned!

I turned & ran!  (second mistake)  Luckily, "Nancy" saw what was happening and turned the car in behind me to cut the Llama off and I ran around to the back of the car.  For "Nancy's" efforts he received a very large scratch on the hood of his car from the Llama's hoof...thingy (do they have hooves?).  The Llama and I played "Which-way are you going to go around the car" for a second or two until I hopped in the door.  I looked at "Nancy" and said "Screw this!  We call Animal Control!"

Next time I get a call about a loose Llama, I'm either bringing a shotgun, or just calling the woman who eventually got the Llama to come back.  ....with a rope and some bagels.

Anyway, hope it was as funny as when it is told in person.

Cheers
Llama-Sean

[Dallan]

Proudly wore my new kilt for the second time only to have a M'Crack tell me it was on backwards. Pleats go in the back apparently. Ok my wife found it more humourous than me.

[ladyecho]

     At CRF my family went with me to faire, most of them for the first time. They have a pirate catapult (?) that my nephews loved. While waiting in line to go for the 2nd time there was this girl (about 14 or 15 years old) in garb getting fitted for her harness. The pirate jumped on the trampoline with her and then she was up in the air. . . . and out of her dress  (.)(.)  Now you'd think a decent person would have stopped to let her addjust herself, not this guy. And her grandparents were there! Well my family started letting in on this guy calling him everything we could think of, which caused others (mainly Scots and Irish!) to come over and yell out their 2 cents at the guy! When he finally stopped the poor girl ran to her grandparents in tears. It's not funny that she was humiliated, but it's funny ( and comforting) that so many strangers come together to badmouth this one perverted guy who visually molested this child! I have not rode this ride for this reason!

[daylight]

I`am loving all the stories to read, thanks for your input keep them comming

[Lady Renee Buchanan]

This didn't happen to me, I just overheard it and almost wet my pants laughing.

We're at faire, and who comes walking along but these macho guys in their great kilts, doing the Braveheart thing, with their faces painted blue.

You can tell by the way they swaggered, they wanted everyone to see how cool and tough they were.

Nobody was talking, at that moment it was completely quiet, when a little boy, around 5 or 6, yells out at the top of his lungs, "Look, Mommy, it's the smurfs."

[groomporter]

My first year portraying a Scot at MNRF I was wearing my first great kilt and my soon-to-be (and now ex-) brother-in-law was carrying in an armload of stuff and called out to me to "help! grab the Scotch before I drop it!" We were camped on the hill behind what is now Mac's Pub (long before the labyrinth was planted) and in my smooth-soled ghillies I ran down the hill to help him. "Needles" to say, my feet went up -slipping on the dew-wet grass -as did the back of my kilt, and my regimental bum went down if the cold ground as I slid down the hill...

[bmgjarvis]

So, I sitting in a booth on a cool spring day and in walk two fairies complete with chattering teeth. Now, being the kind merchants my helper and I  are, we offered to share cloaks and body heat with the fairies. A few minutes later, in comes a mom and dad with their two tween aged boys. One boy picks up a rock that says, "Turn me over". Being the obedient child, he turned it over. On the flip side it says, "Turn me over".  Again, he turns it over. And over, And over. He looks at us and says he doesn't get it. So the fairy tries to "help".

"What does it say? Turn me over? Well, turn it over.  Now what does it say? Well, turn it over. Ok, now it says turn me over. So, turn it over. You don't get it? What does it say? Turn me over? Well, turn it over.  Now what does it say? Well, turn it over. Ok, now it says turn me over. So, turn it over. Boys (Big Siggghhh) What does it say? Turn me over? Well, turn it over.  Now what does it say? Well, turn it over. Ok, now it says turn me over. So, turn it over.What does it say? Turn me over? Well, turn it over.  Now what does it say? Well, turn it over. Ok, now it says turn me over. So, turn it over. Don't boys ever listen??!!???"

At this point, the parents have recovered, well recovered enough from RONTFLTAO, to tell the boy it was time to leave.  They take a few steps away from the booth. At which time,  the older brother picks up the rock, reads it, flips it, reads it again, and says to us, "I don't get it either . . ." Drops the rock and runs to catch up with the family.
      

[groomporter]

Proudly wore my new kilt for the second time only to have a M'Crack tell me it was on backwards. Pleats go in the back apparently. Ok my wife found it more humourous than me.

That's Koay we had someone this past weekend who was wearing it sideways (I have to assume it shifted during the day?) so the pleats were on one hip and the "apron" on the opposite hip, and he still had the basting stitch around the bottom of the pleats that is just for shipping/storage purposes.