Thoughts On The Dead

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

B-Movie Rock Star Blues

“Who wants to see my dick!?”

Billy, don’t take it out.

“Freedom of the press, man!”

That’s not what that means.

“My balls?”

No. Keep all of your genitals in your pants.

“Look at this, huh?”

Congratulations.

“What a great weekend! Met some movie stars, plowed some skank, carved some fresh powder.”

I didn’t know you skied.

“Skied?”

Ah. Billy, please behave yourself.

“Fuck that. I’m gonna find Robert Redford and punch him in Paul Newman’s dick.”

Never change, Bill.

“Couldn’t if I tried.”

Have you ever tried?

“Not for years.”

Sure.

2 Comments

  1. Luther Von Baconson

    January 24, 2017 at 8:42 pm

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  2. “Skied?”

    F-ing hilarious

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