I went to Pizza Hut (classy I know—we had a 50 per cent off voucher) with my sister on Friday night. We had a table booked for 9 o'clock. We entered and I shouted “We have a table booked for 9” at the waiter over the screaming children and drunk people. So what does he do? Sits the two of us at a huge table for 9 people.
God definitely gave rock and roll to us.