Thoughts On The Dead

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

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mickey 11:6:70 choochoo

Looking at Mickey’s hat, I was about to say that, out of the Dead, Mickey was the most likely to be a model-train enthusiast, one of those dads hiding in the basement, thinking about the Chicago Zephyr and cocktails and freedom from those hideous children upstairs.

But, it’s Phil. Let’s be honest: Phil is the quintessential model-train guy.

PLUS I had to restrain myself from naming this post “Jew Jew!”

3 Comments

  1. Imagine riding in that club car, sipping on a negroni.

    (At least it’s not leather. Anyone wearing a leather engineer’s cap is automatically a sex offender. Looking at you, Merl.)

  2. Col. Hans Landa: [giddy] Oooh, that’s a bingo! Is that the way you say it?

    “That’s a bingo?”

    Lt. Aldo Raine: You just say “bingo.”

    Col. Hans Landa: Bingo! How fun! But, I digress. Where were we?

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