This past weekend, I went to my favorite four-day music festival, Country Thunder in Twin Lakes, Wis. As most of you can guess, it’s a massive country concert.
Country Thunder is a lot more than just the concerts. They have carnival rides, some really great corn dogs and my favorite: the mechanical bull. My friends and I are CT veterans and have been going for quite awhile. Our favorite part about it is the camping. Country Thunder is not the same unless you camp. You get about one hour of sleep every night from 5 a.m. to 6 a.m., that’s it. The campsites are crazy, people build stages, dance on top of RV’s and ride around in the back of jacked up pickup trucks. If you have never been, I suggest you go, and if you have, then this article will make the most sense to you. Here are the 30 thoughts you've had while attending Country Thunder.
1. How the hell do you set up this tent?
2. Wow there are a lot of confederate flags.
3. Look at how burnt that guy is.
4. Nice overalls.
5. What happens if you fall off the top of that RV?
6. I should not have done that beer bong, I should
not have done that beer bong.
7. Let's make jungle juice!
8. How did I get mud on the back of my neck?
9. Why is my ankle so swollen?
10. Where am
I?
11. Ten corn
dogs in one day, yes please!
12. Why do
all these kids look like they are 12?
13. Mechanical bull, let's go!
14. Wandering
the campsites means instant friends.
15. Yes,
going for a bumpy ride in the bed of a pickup is super comfy.
16. Hey, you -- yes, you 14-year-old girl -- put some clothes on.
17. God, I
feel so inferior..
18. Yes, this game is my favorite!
19. Holy crap, that guy is bleeding.
20. Good-bye, dignity.
21. These
tequila shots are a good idea.
22. Where did
I get all these bruises?
23. How do I
tell this 40 year-old to get away from me?
24. Wow, being
on this dude's shoulders makes me feel so tall.
25. OMG, (so
and so performer) is so hot!
26. Hahaha, look at that guy who just face planted!
27. My feet
hurt.
28. Ew, I need
a shower.
29. Red Solo cup, I fill you up!
30. Where the
hell did all my money go?