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

An Unhealthy Relationship

“Asshole!”

Me?

“Yes, you!”

Why are you back in the hospital?

“YOU KNOW WHY!”

Did your appendix and Miles–

“YES!”

–Davis hunt you down? Okay, no need to be so zesty about the situation. Lower your zest.

“Fuck you and fuck your zest! I had surgery at the beginning of the week and you PROMISED to not pull any stupid bullshit while I was recuperating.”

What happened?

“I went back to Montana to rest up. I have a little cabin there, 23,000 square feet, real cozy, next door to Harrison and Calista. All I wanted to do was take it easy and watch a little teevee and maybe fly a couple porn stars in. And–if I may remind you–I was promised that I’d be left alone.”

I did promise that.

“So what happened?”

My promises are not worth much.

“Dick.”

What did your appendix and Miles Davis do to you?

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

I won’t tell anyone.

“Swear?”

Cross my heart.

“Miles Davis forcibly penetrated me using my own removed appendix as a dildo.”

Oh, that’s not right.

“IT’S FUCKING NOT, MAN.”

Settle.

“I don’t wanna settle, asshole. All of this is bullshit.”

They let you wear your toppermost in the hospital.

“Yeah, that’s pretty cool, but it doesn’t make up for the organ-rape.”

Probably not. Hey, lemme talk to Miles. See if I can work this out.

“Just keep that lunatic away from me.”

Sure. Mr. Davis? You around?

“Don’t go calling for me, motherfucker. I ain’t your dog.”

Mr. Davis, did you sexually assault John Mayer with his own appendix?

“Yeah, I did that shit.”

Why are you smiling?

“That shit was some funny shit. Little bitch was squealing and squirming.”

None of this is funny. If you hadn’t died in 1995, you’d be criminally liable.

“Nah. Bitch liked it.”

He didn’t.

“Yeah, he did. Shot his load all over his toppermost.”

Jesus.

“Couldn’t have hated it too fucking much.”

I regret bringing you into this universe.

“You knew who the fuck I was.”

I thought you’d be cranky and maybe punch some people. I didn’t in my wildest dreams imagine you’d be molesting John Mayer with his own innards.

“That’s why I’m a fucking genius and you ain’t.”

4 Comments

  1. Tor Haxson

    It looks like they cut off his face and put it back on a little crooked.

  2. ritchie vanian

    mmm hmmm…

  3. Chad

    I sprayed milk out my nose reading this. All over MY toppermost.

  4. Luther Von Baconson

    that’s some pretty badass blogginsons right there

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