Thoughts On The Dead

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

Milk Run

“Do we have any milk crates, Parish?”

“The plastic ones?”

No, the old, heavy wooden ones prone to splintering and turning into wooden knives.”

“I could get some. Why?”

“Gonna stack ’em up.”

“You got it, Precarious.”

“And get some fireworks while you’re at the store.”



  1. Big fan of all denim Jerry. Are there skeleton legs dangling above the crates?

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