Then that song “Bohemian Rhapsody” came on from Queen. I turned it up a little bit. I looked back and they were still sleeping, so I turned it up a little more. All of a sudden that part of the song comes on where it goes, “Figaro! Figaro!” and they both woke up and sang the different parts. Right from his sleep, Randy wakes up and sings, “Figaro! Figaro!” and Kennedy wakes up and sings, “Galileo! Galileo!” It was too funny. It was like a real-life Wayne’s World moment.
Hungry Man
Mark Henry
As far as the camaraderie and enjoying the journey, life on the road is good. But being a big guy, it’s hard to maneuver around hotels, flights, and small rental cars. It’s difficult.
One of the funniest things that happened was the night Tony Atlas and I were in a car after a show in Monroe, Louisiana, and as we were driving, I kept telling him that I was hungry and that we needed to pull over and get something to eat. But Tony kept saying we’d stop later, even though I told him over and over that I wanted to eat. Next thing we know, the tire on our car popped and we’re stuck on the side of the road. But the rental car agency, they didn’t put all of the tools to fix the tires in the trunk. So we called Avis and started fussing at them, and in the meantime I’m cussing Tony out because I’m hungry, I’m stuck on the side of the road, and because he never pulled over I have no food.
So I call Justin, our announcer, and I tell him what happened, how we called Avis and they’re sending someone out to repair our tire, and I tell him that if he passes a Subway or something, that he should bring me a sandwich. So Justin actually finds a Subway that’s still open, and he buys me a sandwich and brings it to me before they come fix our tire. So there I am, sitting on the trunk of the car eating my sandwich as traffic flies by. I’m just hoping I don’t get hit, but I don’t care, all I wanted to do was eat at that point.
Tony was sitting in the car because he was scared. All he kept saying was, “There are snakes out there. I don’t want to get bit by no snakes.” I told him, “C’mon, man, there aren’t any snakes on the highway.” So now Jesse and Festus pull up, and they have the same kind of car we rented, so we go into their trunk, pull out the tools, and start fixing our tire. Next thing we know, Tony jumps out of the car to help, but he doesn’t have the car in park. When he was in the car his foot was on the brake, but now he jumps out, taking his foot off the brake, and Jesse was underneath the car changing the tire. The new tire wasn’t even on yet and now the car starts rolling back. Everyone was like, “Oh no!” Jesse gets pulled back out of the way—he almost got crushed by the car. That’s not the funny part. We were all like, “Damn, Tony, why didn’t you put the car in park?” And he said, “Why does everybody always try to blame everything on me? Awww!”
So now they go back to fixing the tire, but we were right on the edge of the road, and I’m standing there making sure no car gets close to hitting us. By that time the roadside assistance guy calls and says he’s lost. We told him exactly where we were at, the highway, the mile marker, and everything. So I told him, “We got the car fixed now, so you can just turn around and go back.” This was an hour and a half after we initially called. And the guy goes, “If you don’t mind, I’m going to tell Avis that I helped you so I can get paid.” I was like, “I mind.”
After the tire is fixed, Tony tells me that we should drive to Nashville . . . that was like four and a half hours away! I told him, “There’s no way in hell I’m riding on this donut for the next four and a half hours.” He tells me, “Well, if we go fifty miles per hour, we’ll be fine.” And I’m like, “Tony, it’s going to take us six or seven hours to get to Nashville on a donut, with a good chance we’re going to end up popping the