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God is Great, Beer is Good, an People are...Sweaty!

The Billy Currington concert this last weekend was an absolute blast. He is one of my all time favorite country artists. I was so desperate to see the concert that when none of my friends wanted to go, I went to see "my man" by myself.  At first I was surrounded by tons of people I did not know and the humidity was making everyone drip with sweat. Just when I thought I was regretting my decision to go solo, I ended up bumping into an acquaintance and meeting a girl who is also a junior rushing this upcoming weekend. Those two were equally as excited to see Billy. During the concert, he played his classics like Turnip Greens, Must Be Doin' Something Right, and God is Great, Beer is Good, and People are Crazy. The crowd went absolutely insane  when he performed Garth Brooks' Low Places. The concert was overall hype and spectacular -So much so that my feet were numb from dancing in my boots so long. It was a long haul from the CPA back to Centennial so I took my shoes off for the walk home, as did most of the girls there. The concert was certainly a great memory.

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