Sunday, January 15, 2012

The Shoes Of The Fisherman's Wife Are Some Jiveass Slippers

Imagine the Pearly Gates of Heaven, two podiums stand side by side.

The first podium is where Saint Peter stands and he's looking to see if your name is written in the Book.  He sees your name and grants your entry to glorious heaven.

You walk toward the gates and suddenly a burly black arm grabs you by the collar of your shirt, "Hold on a second, son."

Standing at the other podium is Charles Mingus.  Mingus is there to judge the soul of your music collection.

Mingus can't be jived.

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