the story of frankenmuth

 Guest Blogger the Dictator reminisces about our second vacation this year to the land of buttered noodles, kiddie mohawks, and constant polka music:

The Dictator enjoys softserve at the
Bavarian Inn

one day my family went to frankenmuth.  we rode in the car for a long time.  the anarchist and i were tiered by the time we got to the hotel.  we watched tv then went to the pool.  i had a routine for the big pool.  first i went in the pool.  then i went under the blue and green sprayers.  then i pulled myself up.  and that's the routine.  after the pool we went to diner.  i ate macaroni and had vanilla ice cream for dessert.  and then we went to the toy store i got ned bracheosaurus with a train car ,and the anarchist got smurfette then bedtime.  the next morning we went down stairs for breakfast then we went home. i love frankenmuth.  the end.

The Dictator hated the fountain,
but feigned happiness for the photo.

"I like this picture the best because
I'm so pretty."