This weekend, in search of the last bits of autumnal fun, we headed out to a modest 10-acre corn maze at Jonamac Orchard.
We were warned. We had been given a map. Yet nothing could prepare us for what lurked in the maize.
We were warned. We had been given a map. Yet nothing could prepare us for what lurked in the maize.
Somehow we managed to escape and headed out to the pumpkin patch. Surely, in the open air there was nothing to fear... Nothing, except for AIR itself!
Things ended with wet pants all around.
1 comment:
at least you managed to avoid jack nicholson.
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