“What is it, Jer?”
…
“C’mon, guess.”
…
“Jeeeer, guess.”
“It’s a duck, Weir. Stop making shadow puppets and play your guitar.”
“ZzzWHANGggg!”
“Phil.”
“BahkaDOOOOM”
“Phil.”
“NONGANONGANONG!”
“Just play your bass, man. Stop making the noises.”
“Bite me, Garcia. SHWURM!”
“What’s this one Jer?”
“It’s also a duck, Bob. You only know one shadow puppet.”
flump
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“Did Keith just pass out again, Jer?”
“Just keep playing, Weir.”
Precarious was only in charge of one stack that night.
I count 5 McIntosh’s no 6