To Infinity...and Beyond

 Pretty nice infinity pool with swim-up bar.  Oh, is that dangerous...

Only down side is the bartender's insistence on blasting that modern country music that is just shy of being called rap.  (C-rap, anyone?). Jeez, guys, turn this crap down so we can talk.  Brian is hard of hearing anyway.  I tire of having to yell in his ear to make myself heard.

Which brings up an apocryphal story related by a Reddit user about a conversation between Kris Kristofferson and Toby Keith:

My favorite story is Kris talking down to Toby Keith who wanted Kris to “tone down the Lefty shit.”


“I don’t want any problems, Kris — I just want you to tone it down,” Toby then said.


“You ever worn your country’s uniform?” Kris said in response. “What?” Toby replied.


“Don’t ‘What?’ me, boy! You heard the question. You just don’t like the answer,” he continued. “I asked, ‘Have you ever served your country?’ The answer is, no, you have not. Have you ever killed another man? Huh? Have you ever taken another man’s life and then cashed the check your country gave you for doing it? No, you have not. So shut the fuck up! You don’t know what the hell you are talking about!”


Kris then turned to Ethan after Toby walked away and said “You know what Waylon Jennings said about guys like him? They’re doin’ to country music what pantyhose did to finger-fuckin’,” he said.


You got it, Waylon.















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