Thoughts On The Dead

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

Read, Poole

What the fuck was that?

I made a content.

I detest you.

Hee hee.

Stop laughing.

I’ve been laughing for ten minutes.

Why?

The great Buzz Poole’s new book about Workingman’s Dead got here today. And, as you know, the 33 1/3 series of books are physically small, whereas the rest of the books I’ve been sent have been hefty tomes.

So you imagined the bigger books ganging up and tormenting Buzz’s book?

Yeah. It should send away for that Charles Atlas course.

Sure.

shaBOOOOOM

DECOMPRESSION SOUND

thMUPPF

sssssshhhhhhhhLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOORRRRRPPP

POP!

Did you just shoot a hole in the fuselage of a 747, then throw yourself on the hole and then your whole body was sucked out through said hole?

Yup.

Cool.

You gonna actually read the thing or just play with it like an action figure?

Who can foretell the future?

At least tell the nice people where to buy the thing.

Right here

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No. That’s David Browne’s book, So Many Roads.

Good book.

Helluva book.

Here?

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Gans and Jackson.

Okay, what about here?

<——————

Nothing over there, chief.

This is getting tedious.

For all involved.

Now?

No.

What about–

No.

–now?

Now.

YAAAAAAY

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Missed it.

Fuck you.

How did you manage to get the video sideways AND in portrait mode?

The aristocrats!

Fuck you, too.

We’re terrible at commercials.

Yeah.

1 Comment

  1. Luther Von Baconson

    March 15, 2016 at 11:05 am

    gonna have to watch this a few 1000 times

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