Egg hunts and marshmallow droppings

Saturday morning we trucked the kids down to Frog Island for the Annual Easter Egg Hunt and Marshmallow Drop. It's annual but this is the first year we went. It's a good idea, and it's fun for most of the kids, I'm sure. However, I thought it was just a huge mess of very poorly organized Ypsilanti fun.
The egg hunt was ridiculous. There were too many kids, not enough eggs, and all the eggs were sitting in a 10 foot section of ground. The lines for the free candy, popcorn and icey things were far too long. After standing in the popcorn line for at least 15 minutes, we were ordered off the field so the helicopter could drop its marshmallows. A site I was very excited to see.
The helicopter did come and drop its load, but all the big kids ran like banshees and scooped up the marshmallows (that we were all told not to eat) and that was the end of the festivities. The best part was this Joe Dirt guy. After the chopper came and dropped the marshmallows, this guy was shouting amidst the throngs of shrieking children (in a pefect Joe Dirt voice):"Y'all didn't listen! That chopper's coming back. Stay off the field, y'all! I'm tellin' ya the chopper is coming back."
A few people stopped momentarily and looked to the sky to see the helicopter flying away. Far away. But it was funny to see and hear the rumor spread across the field. People were whispering: Is the helicopter coming back? I heard the helicopter was coming back. Nobody said GO! We were suposed to wait before running across the field...
All because of this Joe Dirt guy.

Ah, Spring time in Hipsilanti.