A couple of weeks ago I asked my dad where he was at when he heard mlk got assasinated. He said him, his brother and my granddad were on their way to the juke joints in Mason, Tn. It came on the radio. They continued on their way and partied like it was 1999. He also said Gis's is juke joint chicken, so juke joint "brunch" aint really that far fetched if niggas got money to spend.