Hey, Billy. Whatcha doing?
“Dreams and memes, Ass.”
Nicely done. Bill?
What the fuck does this mean?
The first part, and the second part, and also in tandem. Doesn’t make a lick of sense.
“Paradise waits. From the song. Garcia sang it.”
“It’s not Dark Star.”
It is not.
Do you know any of the words to the songs?
“Same amount as Bobby.”
“Fuck off with this Instagram shit. You think I did this?”
Kinda. Yeah, kinda. I think you dictated the wording and couldn’t be talked out of it.
Oh, my gosh. Billiam Sommers the Drummer Kreutzmann.
“Don’t call me that.”
You’re seeing a new Benjy, aren’t you?
“Knock it off.”
I’m so happy for you.
I’d ask his name, but I don’t care because I’m just gonna call him Benjy.
“Why can’t I punch you in the dick?”
Only enforced and written rule of this universe is that you can’t punch me in the dick.
“That’s thinking ahead.”