Can you think of two people you’d rather sit and have a beer with? I don’t know anything about this except it’s at a place called the Red Lion Pub, in Augusta, apparently.
My other favorite mismatched chat. I think I cut this out of an Esquire many years ago. Stipe looks so thrilled to be in her presence, anticipating some tips on stardom, maybe. But Parton seems to be checking the door for a better conversation.