I'll beleive you.
It sok I tell people stuff on this forum and they dont believe me either, I find it quite funny because its just showing of how sheltered some peoples live are.
I was a Michelin Apprentice and it was around 1976.
I'd come into work with a Black Sabbath t-shirt on and a year older apprentice asked me if I liked them (yes why do you think I'm wearing the t-shirt

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He then said he babysits for Ozzy's son and obviously I call him out on it.
Ozzy lived in a village close to Gnosall, Stafford and my mate came from there so I said he needed to prove it.
I drove up to his house where we got on his motorbike and went to Ozzy's house where we were greeted by Thelma his wife and a baby Louis, Ozzy was not there

So I did it a second time a few weeks later but Ozzy still wasn't there but I was putting something in a bin when I saw a belt with an eagles head on it.
When Thelma came home I asked if I could have it and she said yes because it had ruined all Ozzy's clothes.
She also showed me his home studio full of gear and I asked if he played it, she confirmed he wasn't as good as the other three but he knew his way round guitar, bass, drums and piano.
I also asked her where he killed the chickens, a famous story at the time, and she said it was exaggerated, he did fire a gun but no chickens were harmed.
Anyway I wore this belt for years as a trophy and it ruined all my t-shirts, jumpers and backs of my guitars until my wife threw it out but I never met him but poo'd on the same toilet as him
Sorry it wasn't a "I met up with Black Sabbath in 1976 and jammed with them and they wanted me as a fifth member but I refused" story.
That was Led Zeppelin
Here's the belt
That's my little sister with me, not my girlfriend.