Thoughts On The Dead

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

In Which Things Deteriorate, And Bobby And Sir Paul (Who Are Still Lego) Encounter Old Friends And New

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“Bob, I don’t feel good.”

“Yeah, you look bad. Like a Chinese knockoff of yourself.”

“Would be lovely to be sobering up some time soon.”

“You late for something?”

“No, no. Just like to stop being a Lego. Feeling a bit freaked out.”

“Huh. Mr. ‘Y’know, the Beatles took a lotta acid’ is freaked out? How ’bout that?”

“Really, Bob?”

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“Just a bit of friendly rivalry.”

“Which one are you?”

“In the shorts with the guitar.”

“That doesn’t look anything like you.”

“You’re one to talk, Beatle Hitler.”

“Don’t call me Beatle Hitler, Bob.”

“What’s that on your face, then?”

“Okay, yes, yes: it is a Hitler mustache.”

“There ya go.”

“But please don’t…top right, Bob.”

“Huh?”

“The toppermost fellow to the right. Playing a little keyboard.”

“Sure, sure. I wanna say his name is Victor.”

“His head is on upside-down, Bob.”

“Huh.”

“I want to go home, Bob. Or, at the very least, to the nearest five-star hotel.

“Five? Sure, yeah. This tour, we’re only staying at seven-star hotels. The beds are enormous.”

“Bob.”

“There’s a king bed, but these are called emperors.”

“Bob.”

“It’s the size of the entire room, which is actually not great.”

“I want to go home, Bob.”

“AH’LL RESCUE YOU, YER HIGHNESS!

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“Bob, am I hallucinating, or is Elvis in a Stormtrooper outfit?”

“Those questions aren’t mutually exclusive.”

“YOKO! HAIRY GARCIA! AH WAS FEELIN’ UNWELL AND DR. NICK ATTENDED TO ME. AH WOKE UP AT COMICON IN SOME DANG WEIRDO SUIT, AND NOW AH AM HERE TO RESCUE YOU AND AH WILL ALSO SHARE MAH PILLS, BECAUSE AH AM THE KING.’

“Stop calling me that.”

“I’m actually not Hairy Garcia. I just look like him now.”

“NO TIME FOR THAT HORSEPUCKY! COME WITH THE KING AND HIDE BEHIND MY KARATE AND NUMBER ONE HITS! AH WILL DEFEND YOU FROM THAT THERE GIANT LION!”

“Giant lion?”

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“Bob, have you seen John?”

“Oh, hey, Katy Perry. Do you know Elvis?”

“MA’AM.”

“Oh, hey, Elvis. We’ve met. Dr. Nick is Dr. Gary’s brother.”

“That makes sense.”

“Where’s John?”

“Portland.”

“Fly, Kitty Purry!”

THE SOUND OF A LEGO LION FLYING TO OREGON, WHATEVER THAT SOUNDS LIKE

“That was unexpected.”

“Sure.”

5 Comments

  1. How come there’s not a Naked Ned in that All Dead Diorama?

    Note that even in cardboard cutout Dead, they took Mickey’s bass drum away.

    And TC is apparently a giant!

  2. Speaking of Lego,
    Fathers day gift this year,
    The lad knows what the old man likes, a nice stealie I must say but I could be biased.

  3. Oops oh yeah ,let’s see,
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