We got any rednecks out there?

The Lynyrd Skynyrd concert at Riverbend was amazing. Hank Williams was pretty good but I'm not a huge country fan. Gary Rossington was awesome. I almost cried when they played Freebird. I was skepticle about the concert at first because there's only two original members of the band but they proved to be much better than anybody gives them credit for.
The best thing about the concert was the people on the lawn. There's nothin better than a thousand 50 year old rednecks getting too drunk to stand up straight. It was hilarious until everybody started breaking out the pot. By the end of the concert there was a haze floating over the lawn. I was seriously buzzed.

My new tires are on the truck. They're pretty sweet. I got them muddy at Spence's last night, fishtailing in front of her house. As soon as I got back on the pavement they threw the mud which is what they are supposed to do. However, when they throw mud they throw it onto the truck which I just washed. So my truck is a mess again but I don't care because it was worth it.

They come to snuff the rooster...

Somebody found a way to kill him. Nathan Scott Phillips, murdered in the strees of Delhi Park. Our rooster from Clearview Tavern was brutally killed by some careless driver entering the park...or so it would seem. I suspect foul play is involved here. It's a well know fact that Nathan Scott Phillips doesn't hang out in front of traffic like the ducks. In fact, he usually leaves the street when a car turns into the driveway. This mean that jerk came tearing through the park on Friday and probably chased the unsuspecting rooster to his death. None of this matters now though. Nathan Scott Phillips is gone.

If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me? Because I'm as free as a bird now...and this bird you cannot change! Won't you fly high freebird!

Davie and I went to a bunch of bars on Friday to pick up kegs for the skirt game. In every bar we went to we got a comment on how we wouldn't be able to carry it out....and we always got it out and to my truck. We also got some looks from people who saw two underage kids loading 6 kegs into the back of a pickup truck.

This is awesome. Pff...three purple hearts.