Thoughts On The Dead

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

Rose-Colored

What are you doing?

“Don’t rightly know! Boys got me whackin’ at stuff again. Gave me these mallets, tol’ me, ‘You’ll know what to do.’ And I didn’t! So I been fakin’ it, but nobody’s givin’ me the hairy eyeball, so the ol’ Pig must be gettin’ by!”

Is that a guy or a girl behind you?

“Don’t rightly know that, either!”

Well, however they identify, tell them that haircut doesn’t work.

“Heh.”

Speaking of which, is there a young lady sitting next to you during the damn show?

“Heh.”

C’mon, Pig.

“C’mon nothin’! Only reason them drummer dogs ain’t got chicks on their laps is cuz they can’t work the bass drum pedals that way!”

Who is this girl?

“Name’s Denise! Met her tonight! She came with her friends and I spotted her in the parking lot. I said ‘Woman!’ That’s to get the fox’s attention, y’see.”

Sure.

“And she said ‘Pig?’ And she said it real funny, so I laughed.”

Then what?

“Then I gave her my rap!”

You’re not gonna let us in on it?

“Why would I share my rap!? I do that, every hound in the country gonna be snakin’ my foxes! Get your own rap!”

Okay.

“And now me and Denise have made it!”

Good for you. Pig?

“Yessir?”

Do I wanna ask what the name of the building she goes to during the day is?

“You do not!”

Gotcha.

2 Comments

  1. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    December 1, 2017 at 1:22 pm

    Mickey picked up a lot of great ideas just from watching Pigpen on percussion.

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