A friend of mine is performing at his church on Sunday evening, and I haven’t yet heard him play or sing, so when he invited me, I decided to go along. I think it’s some sort of potluck post-Thanksgiving holiday something-or-other.
Problem is, I know NO ONE there, aside from my friend. So I asked him what the hell I was supposed to do while he was performing.
He said, “I’ll sit you next to Brother [name redacted].”
“[redacted] Timberlake. Justin’s grandfather.”
“Ooooh. Do you think he would mind if I asked him how he felt about Justin ripping Janet’s top off on national television?”
“If you do that, I will drop the piano on your head.”
I’m going to take photos, if I can get away with it.