Arsenio Hall

But my dad was mad at me because we were there.

He brought his son to do a wedding.

And I'm trying to get laughs.

The bride and the groom kissed and it lasted a little longer than normal.

And I, at five years old, screamed out, kiss her, don't kill her.

And I got a laugh.

And it was like a drug that I chased the rest of my life.

And I'm still chasing.

I love the laugh.

He had to know.

And he was part of my dream.

My dad, when I was four years old, he took me holding my hand into the pulpit because you could get to the church pulpit from his office or as they called it, the pastor's study.

And he sat me behind him.

So my POV was this church and this crowd.

And I watched how he moved them with just his voice.

with just the gospel and his ability to entertain and preach.

It was, it was scary.

Cause now when I look back, that was the most important Sunday of my life.

When he let me do that, um, eventually in coming to America, I got to be a preacher cause he always wanted me to be a preacher.

He wanted that to be the family business.