It was a steamy afternoon at the Elks Lodge parking lot in Lake Station, Indiana. The local Hunt Club was having their annual RV and Gun Carnival sponsored by Sketchy's Liquor and Candies, in conjunction with Boy Scout troop 969, and I've Gotta Secret Adult Toys. My ex-wife and I saw the lights from the highway and decided to see if they had corn dogs. We paid the $2 entry fee for the wife, oddly enough men over 40 and boys under 14 were free, and went in. They didn't corn dogs but we're selling some local favorite version of a sausage on a stick. It was a candied Vienna sausage on toothpick, we passed on it. The line was too long and the kids didn't seem to like it. We stopped by the "ring toss" game and tried our hands at that but I think it was a scam as those little metal rings didn't look like they fit over the bottle necks which looked to be artificially swollen. Anyway, we decided to leave and I stopped at the Beer and bathroom booth to use the porta-let and get a Strohs (all they sold) and one of the guys in front of me asked if beer was free for the band. I asked what band he was in and he gave me a sideways look and said, 'What da fucks (seems like curse words were always pluralized there) you know about some Chumba Wumba?" I said 'Nothing at all, who's da fucks is Chumba Wumba?" He replied, "you's is looking at him in da flesh!" Then someone screamed "you suck Jimbo, I knows Chumba Wumba and you're no Chumba Wumba", at which point a fight broke out and we left. Someone took pictures but we never got them.
