Years ago I was playing in a C&W band and a guy comes up to my side of the stage and motions like he wants to ask me something. Because of the stage volume, I bend down and turn my ear towards him to listen. I hear him say "Ya gotta take a p*ss?"
Being somewhat confused why a random stranger would be concerned about my bodily functional needs at the moment, and wondering if I heard him correctly, I again turn my ear toward him and hear "Ya gotta take a p*ss????"
Again, I wonder to myself why this guy is concerned about my bladder content and functioning ...and wonder if he's just taking a survey or just being an obnoxious drunk.
So, I ask him to repeat himself one more time, though now I'm looking toward him to actually read his lips as he asks me "Ya'll take requests???" with a heavy southern drawl.
Because it was now terribly difficult to contain my laughter over the situation, I nodded my head and pointed toward the singer ....before busting out in hysterical laughter as the rest of the band wondered what was going on.
