Thoughts On The Dead

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

Two Tickets Rising Up To Paradise

Bobby, I think that man is having a stroke.

“No, that’s his face. Do you know Johnny Cash?”

Nope.

“Johnny Paycheck.”

Nuh-uh.

“The Reverend Creflo Dollar?”

Eddie Money, Bob.

“I was in the ballpark.”

How’s Eddie?

“Keeps offering me tootski.”

Eddie loves a toot.

“And I think he wants to buy me a hooker.”

Why?

“Keeps saying ‘Something for your nose, something for your hose.'”

That’s unseemly.

“You bet.”

3 Comments

  1. Judging from his decorating, it seems that Eddie thinks he’s the wrong Eddie.

  2. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    January 12, 2017 at 9:53 am

    Cool – he is wearing the new tee shirt. Bobby, that is.

  3. Luther Von Baconson

    January 12, 2017 at 3:34 pm

    ♫Bobby, hold on to him
    Your little red stool needs a shim♫

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