Thoughts On The Dead

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

The Measure Of A Man

What is going on here?

“I’m getting a fitting. I’ve gone into acting, and I’m appearing in an adaptation of Dumas’ The Count of Monte Chocula.

Not true.

“Getting reskulled.”

Also not a thing.

“This lady’s wearing a tailor’s scarf.”

It’s called sewing tape.

“So I, uh, must be getting measured for something. Iron Man suit?”

I doubt it.

“Am I Abe Lincoln now? I don’t wanna be. Too many letters to write.”

You’re not Lincoln, Bobby.

“Then, you know, I got nothing. But the ladies are being real nice, so I’m gonna be polite and just, uh, experience my experience.”

I wish more people had your attitude, Bobby.

“Be a more blissful world.”

5 Comments

  1. Luther Von Baconson

    February 14, 2018 at 11:14 am

    also also RIP Marty Allen

  2. I actually have the same Birkenstock socks and sandals and I’m going to commend Bobby on the comfy choice

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