I go over to my best bud's place, we weren't even driving yet. "Hey! I got something you gotta hear." His dad was 70 when we were 15, but he had a killer Quad sound system. John whips this obviously Gospel oriented album out of the record rack. Oh boy, wtf am I in for here? He puts it on the turn table, drops the needle and "Dave!" "Dave's not here!" "What's with the Gospel album cover dude?" " ****, I knew if Mom found that Cheech and Chong album, into the trash it would go. So I switched it out with the gospel album." :rofl::rofl:
