k, i was working a job couple weeks ago, in a part of town where you have to have a pass to get to. i was standing in the rubble lookin over what used to be the firedog saloon, remembering all the times i had in that joint. i aint gonna lie, i was starting to water up. a guy walked up and handed me a cold bottle of water and said "you must be a local" i turned to thank the man and realized it was JB. i just happened to be wearing my margaritaville hat so he knew i was a fan. he asked if he knew me from somewhere. i showed him my wedding ring and told him to back off. he laughed. i told him i stole the hat when i was building some tablees at his margaritaville in N'awlins. he accused me of stealing a whole box and i confessed. he said he is building a new house in the keys and was interested in hiring me for the deck. said he would take me fishin on his plane.(how the hell we gonna fish from a plane?)i gave him my card, we'll see. he had a video to shoot and i had mexicans (not mine) to yell at. he said he wouldnt sign my hat till i returned the rest of the box,lol
see, i told ya'll you wouldnt believe me!