This weekend we had the privilege of seeing an old favorite, who some call a pirate, in concert. While I know some (ahem) care little for this 60-something, flip-flop wearing, cheeseburger-eating, rum-drinking, hard-living singer, we truly enjoyed sitting on a blanket in the cool breeze of a full-moon at the Woodlands theatre talking with friends and listening to songs everyone knows by heart.
If my small hints and Kenny's festive, only worn 5 times in 15 years shirt, are bringing up blanks, I have a feeling this short clip will be a tell-all.
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