What the …
Sep 25th, 2007 by killbarney
Call it an art project. Call it a serious waste of time. Or call it therapy for a personal distaste of all things Barney. But what can I say? My generation had Big Bird and Snuffleupagus who could easily kick Barney’s ass. I mean, give me a break … “I love you, You love me” … !??!?!? I’ll take Kermit singing “It ain’t easy being green” any day.
After getting too big a thrill from watching my dog destroy a few too many Barney dolls, my therapist tells me I must confront my latent fears and embrace my anger. So I hit the road in a camper with Jerry and took a sack of purple dinosaurs with me. Well, not quite, but that’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.
On these pages you will find no more than photos of Barney at famous – and not so well known – attractions across the United States. Watch out! We may be spending the night in a rest stop near you!
What do you have to say about that?
