The Last Chicken Dance
We just finished Oktoberfest in Fredericksburg (#33). I calculate that I personally poured over 1,500 cups of beer over those 4 days. I heard lots of fun music, danced Jami in and out of a tent and through the parking lot. I clapped and hollered for the local band “The Polkamatics”, laughed at their corny humour, and ultimately, danced the last chicken dance.
Oktoberfest in Fredericksburg, Texas, where if you’re not having fun, it’s your own fault.