I survived another end of days in my home town. Every year Edson hosts the largest softball tournament in North America (It's a Trivial Pursuit question, no big deal). The tournament has also been named the number 2 place in North America to get laid by Maxim magazine ( I don't know what number one is). My point is, that for 4 long days, the population of Edson more than doubles and it's 90 percent of the worst people you can imagine.
They have a beer garden that is roughly the size of one of the tents at Coachella, and my friends convinced me that it would be fun to go out on Saturday night. They had a cover band called 'Aerosmith Rocks' playing. The band was actually the best part of the night. The atmosphere is the opposite of Sasquatch. No one wants to talk to you but everyone has something to say to you. The worst part was the playlist after the band stopped. I even wrote it in my phone so I could share it with you guys later. I can't think of a better way to explain the crowd to you when they ALL sing a long to every one of these songs like they are sometimes on repeat on their ipods.
Cotton Eye Joe YMCA I Love Rock N Roll Fishin in the Dark Dust on the Bottle Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy Pump It Poker Face
I left after this, but I'm pretty sure I heard the chicken dance on my way out.