This weekend we went to see Willie Nelson and friends at his annual picnic. We got there too late for Asleep at the Wheel and David Allan Coe, but caught Los Lonely Boys, Ray Price and Willie. But the best part of the show was the "show within the show", as my friend Drew called it. We stood behind a woman who stood a podium high-fiving everyone who walked by. A few hours into her drunken debauchery, we notice the wetness between her legs.
No, that's not butt sweat or spilled beer. How do we know? Because the spot expanded.
Twice, she fell off the platform she was standing on. More than twice, people told her she had peed her pants. But she was way too blitzed to care. Eventually they left the little makeshift stage she created for herself, but we will always have our memories.
