Thoughts On The Dead

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

Who’s That Clown?

You found your sandals.

“I did, yeah. Turns out Red Metal Stool had stolen ’em to sell on Ebay.”

Oh, no.

“Terrible breach of trust.”

Sad what happens to people.

“Or stools.”

Them, too. What is all this?

“This is, uh, the Super VIP tent. People pay a little more and they get to hear Phil sing Bird Song in a tent.”

How much more?

Fuck, man. Two grand?

“Hey, if people wanna waste their money, I’ll take it.”

Good point. You gotta meet everybody?

“Nope. Say hi, play Samson too slow, and pick up the check.”

I should’ve been a rock star.

“There are worse gigs.”

What’s on your iPads?

“Gonna keep an eye on the fight.”

Who you got?

“Hagler in six.”

Good call.

7 Comments

  1. Happy to hear Bobby would rather put his ducats down on Marvelous Marvin than someone with a history of domestic violence.

  2. Kinda looks like chord charts on the iPads, but it would seem like a tough way to try to stay on track.

  3. Luther Von Baconson

    August 30, 2017 at 6:42 pm

    flushable showers

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