Hey guys! Happy Monday to all! It's story time again. We have had many types of stories from triumph and tribulations and taking a negative and turning it into a positive. This one is not one of those. It's just a cool story!
So as most of you know, we endorse a tequila company. Number Juan Tequila. It is basically the Mack daddy of all tequilas and it is owned by comedians Ron White and Alex Reymundo. We were graciously invited to attend their customer appreciation event in Atlanta not too long ago and it was a blast! We were treated to a show from both Alex and Ron and after they had finished and we collected ourselves from almost laughing to death, you know what I'm talking about, (laugh so hard you are crying and you feel like you have been punched in the gut from a Mike Tyson haymaker), we were doing an acoustic set for the guests in the lobby. Here comes Ron White down the stairs, which we had thought at first may possibly be a disturbance, but it turns out he is just a rowdy hell raising individual and he was having a good time. He is dancing like a banshee and raising his glass up to the music and then brings his wife, Margo, up to sit in a few songs. It was all great times!
We wrapped up playing and Ron said: "you guys are like if Skynyrd had a baby with Journey, follow me." He takes us over to this phone booth that is sitting off in a corner and we are all just standing there scratching our heads thinking what is this guy doing??? He dialed a number and then like the old movies, the wall opened up and it was a hidden door to this speakeasy bar. He takes us in there and buys the whole bar a couple rounds and then invites us back to his mansion for round 3.
When we get there he shows us around and gives us the grand tour which we quickly understood why it was referred to as a mansion and not a house. The place was incredible! Ping pong table that plays by itself, home theater that seats 40, and enough room to get lost and have to use GPS. We began lighting into the top shelf Number Juan Extra Anejos and hearing all the stories of touring, the days of Blue Collar Comedy Tour. We went through 3 bottles of it and then he pulled out the scotch to finish the night off. We got about halfway through the bottle and Ron said "Wait a second.... This is not the bottle I meant to grab.... This is a 4 thousand dollar bottle."
Whoops.... Hope you don't want us to pick up the check on that one. Apparently, they only make 50 bottles per year of this scotch and you have to special order it or know someone. He said "Well fellas, we came this far. Might as well finish her off." So we did.
We all woke up in different areas of the house, lost. We had to call each other to find out how to meet back up. Eric woke up in his underwear in the recliner of the theater, we were all scattered everywhere and trying to figure out life. Meanwhile, we finally make it back upstairs and Ron is hard at it, doing interviews and call-ins promoting his upcoming shows. He's like a machine. Then he took us up to the balcony overlooking the golf course in his back yard. The guy lives on a golf course!
That was a night we will never forget! We are honored to be a part of the Number Juan crew. Moral of the story is: Drinking with Ron White is pretty cool. Dangerous, but cool. Cheers and happy Monday y'all! Go grab a copy of our new cd "ONE" if you have not yet and tell us what your favorite song is!