Thoughts On The Dead

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

Hard Box

What do you like better? Smoking or–

“Smoking.”

You didn’t hear the options.

“It doesn’t matter, man. Can’t beat cigarettes.”

When did you start?

“Six?”

What? That’s absurd.

“I was six in 1948, man. It was a different time. Kids could smoke. Shit, you got drafted at age ten back then.”

No, you didn’t.

“Most of the Korean War was fought with pre-teens, man.”

Not true.

“I looked older than my age back then, though.”

Yeah?

“Yeah. I think it was the beard.”

Might have been. Garcia?

“Yeah?”

You’re sitting on a box marked “fragile.”

“I was feeling kind of fragile today, man.”

Aw.

1 Comment

  1. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    October 21, 2017 at 10:32 am

    That is the box that held all the, well, you know what it held. And there was a LOT of it.

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