Thoughts On The Dead

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

Cold Bob, And Snow

“…and then they pushed the ice floe out to sea, sending the guitarist back to his ancestors.”

“Why are our myths so odd, Grandfather?”

“Inuit spend 99% of their time trying not to die; doesn’t leave much room for writing.”

“Listen: we get in the kayaks. We keep the beach on our left. We’ll be in San Diego in two months.”

“I can’t have this conversation with you again.”

“IT’S SO FUCKING COLD AND THERE’S NO FOOD!”

OR

“Wampa aren’t real, Mr. Weir.”

“Young man, I have lost three friends to wampa attack.”

“Do you mean heart attack?”

“Maybe.”

OR

The Awesome Power Of A Fully-Operational Grateful Dead #2,012: Bobby found a rando on a fucking glacier.

6 Comments

  1. Why the hell is Bobert wearing a sport coat? And what’s Bababooey doing there?

  2. May we speculate on Bobby’s choice of footwear?

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