I was in Sweet Frog last night with my brother.
My back was facing the door, so I couldn’t see who was coming in.
All I heard was a man come in and belt out in a strong southern accent something along the lines of, “I’m gonna get some good old frozen yogurt!”
Without missing a beat, I proceeded to mimic the voice and say, “Shoot! I’m the Guy on a Buffalo!”
The look on my brother’s face was priceless.
I turned around and Clayton King was right behind me.
Good job Jo, good job.