How to switch timelines so my guitarist sits in the cuck chair instead of me?
We're in a 90s country cover band. You get the gist, whole lotta action. Cougartown, population 5. Now, we stayed at a Super 8 recently and brought a lady back. Despite her clear making eyes at me (she looked at me twice! two times more than the usual female does) I was given the camera and told to keep the belt on if i wanted to avoid my routine nightly beating.
How do I, a cover band bassist in the greater Chattanooga area, "reality shift" to a timeline where all guitarists get banished to the cuck chair?