All I Want For Christmas Are Jams

December 19, 2015 / Thoughts On The Dead / 2 Comments

Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?

“Bored. Whole month off, y’know? Come down to Sweetwater, jam a bit, take my new haircut for a walk.”

You went to Big-Dicked Sheila’s?

“First stop when I get off the road. My handsomeness is God’s gift to the world.”

Sure. That a PRS guitar?

“Yup. John Mayer got it for me for Christmas.”

You’re an easy guy to shop for.

“As long as you have a couple grand, sure.”

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