Thoughts On The Dead

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

Voting Is Fuego, Kids

trey-vote-sign

“Trey!”

“Trey!”

“TREY!”

“Dammit, Pagey, I’m holding up a sign right now.”

“I can’t do my belt.”

“I’ll help you in a minute, buddy.”

“What do those shapes mean?”

“It says ‘Go Vote.’ People have to vote this year.”

“I vote for spaghetti and meatballs..”

“We’re not voting for lunch, Page. We’re voting for a president.”

“Then I vote for the happy man with ears. His name is Madonna.”

“Obama.”

“Banana.”

“Obama.”

“He smiles and his wife is pretty.”

“Yes, but he can’t be president any more, buddy.”

“But I want him to be.”

“Lot of people do. But he can’t. It’s a rule.”

“WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.”

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