Just what I thought....

Favorite story of the week:

While we were working in Greensboro on the Nascar spots - there was a fella on our team by the name of Shawn. Shawn was a really great guy - you would have liked him - trust me on this.

Well - you might have even seen some of Shawn's work. Back in the day, he did some promo pieces for MTV2 with a shaking baby. You know - a puppet like stage with a curtain and a baby doll being held above it - and shaking?

Anywho..

Shawn has a beard and long hair - and in the morning - before he pulls it back to the pony tail, he does look an awful lot like someone we all know and love.

One morning - after a particularly short night of sleep and in the middle of a very very long shoot - Shawn arrives at a gas station to fill up on his way to work.

Granted, this was an early call - Shawn only had a couple hours of sleep - so that explains why he was filling up the car, smoking a cigarette and talking on his cell phone.

A rambling homeless guy is making his way by the station.

This is the Will Smith type of homeless guy, mind you. The ones known to ramble. And wax philosophic. As opposed to the shuffling former genius homeless guy. Or the Nick Nolte pants wetting chaos theorist.

So the homeless guy rambles by - and as he does, he stops dead in his tracks. Approaches Shawn. Studies him from a couple different angles. Finally makes his way up to him.

"You ever hear you look a lot like Jesus?"

Shawn - irritated and grumpy - not because he doesn't like homeless people, (in fact he loves them - his wife and his father were both homeless) but more because he doesn't like black people.

Because he can't rap.

So Shawn dimissively says something like-

"Yeah... Yeah... Whatever..."

The homeless guy stares at Shawn a second longer - than starts to ramble away - talking to himself...

"Just what I thought.... Evil Jesus....."

Priceless.....