The good, the bad, and the rain

This weekend's crawfish festival was definitely one to remember. Let's start with the rain. It was hard-nipple cold and wet. Eventually it got really muddy. The bad: some of the worst outfits I've seen outside of south Tampa. Lots of girls who thought they were hot and stretched out bathing suits screaming for mercy. The good (great): only $25 covers all you can possibly drink (beer and liquor). After that only $2 each for boats of crawfish, hamburgers, pulled pork sandwiches or hot dogs. How can you beat that? The rain kept us from drinking our faces off, but we'll still keep going year-after-year. I hope other crawfish festivals are reading this, because we have yet to get away with so much for so little at any other crawfish event. Ya dig?