“Weir, someone stole your sleeves.” “Oh, no, Jer. This is the entirety of the shirt.” “Right.” “Got it at Creepy Ernie’s. Guy’s a salesman. He said ‘Sun’s out, guns out’ and I had, you know, no rejoinder whatsoever.” “Can’t argue with a rhyme, man.” “You bet. Gonna show the kids a little something.” “Two little … Continue reading And Life For Me Ain’t Been No Grateful Stair