OHH MY GOD. That was AMAZING.

There really are no words to describe the feeling when you hear those opening notes of a song from a band you worship. It was just... I don't even know what to say.

WARNING KINDA STRONG LANGUAGE IN THIS

Me and my friend got to the River Bend Music Center around 6:00 PM. The concert started at 6:30, so we went to go try and find a good seat on the lawn. We failed epicly, getting stuck behind a large support pole Chester French started up, and after their four songs, we went to go get something to drink and a shirt. I got a shirt that says "I ! PATD", like in a knock-off way of the "I <3 NY" shirts. Next we head to the concession stand, I get a nice big, cold Coke. Just as he handed me my drink and i have him my money, I heard the crowd scream, and the opening notes of Time To Dance. I was about to tell the cashier to keep the $6.50 in change. As soon as I got my change I ran to this neat-o side area that didn't have many people, and we managed to get to the railing. I stood about 100 yards from the stage now, I sang every word. Brendon burped into the mic once, and right after taking a big gulp of water, he said "Hey, everybody. I have a quick question for you all... WHO HERE LIKES TO FUCK!?" The crowd of course went wild. "Well, we do! And we wrote a song about it!" Que Lying Is The Most Fun. "This is the most sweaty I think I've ever gotten on this tour so far. That's thanks to you guys, you're awesome."

Next up, Fall out Boy. Again, I sang every word. After the first song, Pete stepped up, "There are nineteen thousand of you mother fuckers up in here. That's amazing!" They ended with, of course, their cover of Don't Stop Believing, and Brendon came out as well to help on vocals.

Last but not least, Blink-182! They said the words fuck and shit so often it turned into more of a joke. The two singers hugged at one point, at which point Mark took the librity to grab the other's ass. To make things even more better, he was our elected hug-child. When he got a hug, Cincinnati got a hug.

Well, Cincinnati also got it's ass grabbed.

Between songs, some guy somehow managed to get past the security and jumped on stage, ran around, and then stage dived before the guards could get him. Mark summed up everyone's question, "How the fuck did he get up here?!" They DID catch him, and when he was being taken away, every cheered and clapped. They came back for a encore with the drummer being suspended on a platform by wires and a rotating platform that was almost vertical at one point. They then came out and did two more songs, and we headed home for the night.