I have long known that cowboys keep secrets you have to be country to understand, but tonight proved it all to be true. I'm country enough to know That I was missing something, but I've never known exactly what, or how much.
Dance halls are better than sliced bread, bottled soft drinks, and the internal combustion engine all together. I WILL learn to cut a rug, dance a jig and/or Texas swing before I die. No question.
Good friends, good times, good music.
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