The Kids Are All Right

Saturday night there was a youth dance. I was there to chaperone. Let's be honest though, I was there to be awesome.

For this dance, we hopped in our rigs, drove 40 minutes even further into the middle of nowhere, parked in a grassy lot in the middle of rolling wheat fields, and set up a DJ stand under a giant tree.
While we waited for the dance to start I wandered to a nearby barn and watched a few chicks hatch, said hello to two skittish goats, and then stepped in some poo. Then I found a pig sty and flirted with some very amorous hogs.

I think they fell in love with me, just a little bit.

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