Thoughts On The Dead

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

And I Said Bow, Mickey Bow

“Oh, let the sun beat down upon my face.”

Stop it.

“Drums to fill my dreams.”

That’s not even the line.

“I’m thinking about getting a velour suit with runes all over it. Something spiffy for the summer tour. Can’t let Josh be the only clotheshound out there.”

Cool. Why haven’t you?

“Well, I keep going to the merch table looking for a velour suit to yoink, and every time the kid there is like, ‘We don’t carry size 36 Regular velour suits, Mickey.’ And I usually punch the kid.”

You gotta be you.

“No one else wants to be. Wanna know something?”

You also use the bow for sex stuff.

“How did you know that?”

Just a guess.

“Wow.”

2 Comments

  1. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    April 14, 2018 at 10:31 am

    Because his view of Jerry was blocked by his drum kit, Mickey never saw that Jerry actually used finger picks to play the pedal steel. Or that Jerry sat while playing.

  2. Luther Von Baconson

    April 15, 2018 at 7:20 pm

    does Mickey play The Grey Cart these days too?

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