Nothing can really duplicate the feeling of:
*Eating an entire bag of cotton candy.
*Being hurtled through space at great speed in a contraption that may actually be missing a few bolts here and there.
*Playing a 50¢ game of Bingo across the table from a woman with about twelve cards in front of her, and watching the game be one by another guy with only one card.
*Paying $2 for a small plastic cup of mediocre beer, and not even caring.
*Singing along to good covers of great bar-rock songs in ankle-deep grass.
*Being flirted with on the dance floor by a cute stranger.
*Spotting someone you went to grade school with (in another sitting) across the dance floor in the beer tent.
