Now I'm not one who usually gushes about the South, even though I live there. But every once and a while I get a little carried away with southern pride. Nothing fancy, just some cowboy boots and country music. So last night my family and some friends went down to the Broken Spoke and got our two stepping on.
Oh and get this, I'm wearing my dad's boots cause I left mine at school. Apparently these ones are made out of elephant hide! (Is that even legal...?)