I once had to cart a motivational speaker around for my company. He changed clothes half a dozen times a day, he never shut up in the car, everything he said was bullcrap and all I wanted to do was strangle him. In fact it was like having a preacher on your back for a week, but he sure had nice hair. Like all visitors back than I was required to take him to Gilley’s, the biggest bar in America! Boy did he hate that. It was dirty and full of dirty people and boy oh boy did he look out of place in that place. Lucky David Allen Coe didn’t see him that night, he probably would have killed him.
