We all got to hold it

There was a time, back in my Will Vinton days, that we seemed to be going to every award show every year. Clay was big back in the day and Will Vinton was constantly nominated. This happened at one Emmy Award Ceremony in Los Angeles California. After sitting for long stretches of time, and after several cocktails, I had to hit the men’s bathroom. I was the only one in there and I had been standing there for a few moments letting the Bushmills and soda drain from my screaming bladder. The door burst open behind me and the sound of a very familiar laugh bounced off the tile walls. He walked up and shadowed the porcelain I was staring into. I looked over. It was him. That laugh was straight from the Bandit. Standing right next to me at the urinal was Burt Reynolds.