This summer I wrote a piece entitled, Why Would I Rather Listen to Belching Throat Singers Than Contemporary Christian Music?
Then, a couple of weeks ago, JB bought one of my tee-shirts.
Then, this morning, he sent me this picture of himself inside Air 1 Radio’s studio, wearing said shirt.
As I gaze upon the good JB wearing my good tee, I find myself thinking, “Those are some pretty sad Christmas decorations. What is this, Charlie Brown’s radio station?”
Those are fried pork rinds JB is munching.
Mmmmm … delicious fried pork rinds. They’re like the cotton candy of pigs. They’re potato chips on the hoof. They’re the popcorn of porkers. They’re … well, let’s just stop there.
Anyway, thanks, famous deejay JB! Someday I would like to meet you in person. We’ll go on a picnic! You bring the fried pork rinds. And I’ll bring the other bag of fried pork rinds.
And together, heartily chomping away, we will make a joyous noise unto the Lord.
As JB likes pork rinds, so you should like my Facebook page.