Warped Tour and a busted jaw

Wow, Warped Tour was unbelieveble. 95 degrees the whole day, bright sunshine, and the full experience.We started off with The Spill Canvas as we waited for Drop Dead Gorgeous. My best friend and pit wingman and I were sure there would be a sick mosh pit for DDG, and sure enough there was. The hardcore dancers were out in full and very angry. Those kids were not moshing to have fun, there were there to hurt people and let loose their anger. This was supported by the number of flat out fights I witnessed later from the edge. But anyways, as soon as it started my buddy and I pushed our way into the fray. It couldn't have been 10 seconds before I caught a fist clean on the chin. It was like slow motion Rocky Balboa style. Still in the middle of the pit, bouncing around, I look down at my arm and spray blood aeverywhere. It was at this time my friend insisted we leave, it was madness. It turned out my jaw was dislocated and fractured. Maybe an our later I popped it back into place, and the next day I got x-rays and had a dentist. Thankfully, where the fracture is, it was not displaced, so I don't need to be wired shut.Even though this was the beginning of the day, I was not done. We saw Circa Survive. After that, Chris (my best friend) and I had front row for Cinematic Sunrise, which was just too awesome. Craig Owens was amazing, singing right over us. He is a Man-God. And the music was wonderful. It seemed it would be the highlight of the day.We then saw New Found Glory, which I love, from a far. And they were fun as always. We then suffered through Cute Is What We Aim For so we would have good spots for Chiodos. In the process, while waiting, there was this drunk girl with her friends behind us who kept groping. I kept nudging her away, and then she kissed me. I freaked and pushed her away, I am a clean freak and strange drunk girls certainly aren't clean. We ended up being Front and center. And The pit was one of the most insane things, just HUGE. And Chris, poor guy, got vomited on! By some dehydrated guy! And Chris didn't do to well after that, he had to get the hell out. Craig Owens got his shirt ripped off by fans and was genuinely pissed, it kind of ruined the mood. But the show was sick.We then had a lull in the action so we saw a few other bands. We were waiting for UnderOATH. We were quite beat by this time, and weren't sure about moshing. As we were waiting for Straylight Run, who were on just before UnderOATH, I realized that we could get the railing and never move, and keep it for UnderOATH. So I insisted we did.Straylight Run was beautiful, nearly as good as our experience with Cinematic Sunrise. But then, it was time for UnderOATH. And let me tell you, it was the single greatest concert experiences ever. I mean, FRONT ROW CENTER. THe mosh pit was just ludacris, insane behind us. Bodies were flying over our heads like nuts. Spencer came down and climbed the rail right by us. It was epic. And the pit was just one of the greatest ones I have been in, Chris and I lost our voices, and nearly climbed over the rail as we screamed the lyrics. I fucking love UnderOATH and cannot wait to see them in October.So Between Chris and I, we had the full experience of Warped Tour. I fractured my jaw in a pit, 95 degree weather, I was molested by a drunk girl, Chris got vomited on, UnderOATH. I love it.