Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

A Bicycle Built For One, For Two

burning-man-bike-bikini

You’re very practical from the shoulders up.

“And the boots.”

And the boots.

“I believe in the Touareg aethetic.”

What about the terrorism?

“Not as much, but the bad guys always have the best clothes.”

Floor-length leather greatcoats.

“Knee-high jackboots, and skulls everywhere.”

Something so sexy about red and black.

“Let’s run away to Mexico and be Nazis.”

Why Mexico?

“Deutsche Mark goes further down there.”

Further?

“Farther?”

Let’s just say you get more bang for your buck.

“If it will end this conversation, sure.”

I thought we were going to be Nazis.

“No.”

Oh.

“Besides, I’m dating a man dressed in a mascot costume who’s face-down in the mud.”

What?

drunk-mascot-mud

Hey.

Yo.

Yeah, he’s dead.

1 Comment

  1. Poke it with a stick!

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