Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?
“Enjoying the great outdoors on my trusty bicycle. You might be able to see the USA in your Chevrolet, but it’s a lot easier to look at the woods on a bike.”
No helmet?
“Not with my hair.”
Sure.
“It would be a crime.”
I agree. You ever get any of the other Grateful Deads to go biking with you?
“Yeah, that’s pretty much a non-starter. I did try, though.”
How’d it go?
“Mickey just played the damn thing.”
Sounds right.
“Billy threw his through the front window of a small electronics shop called Discount Disco Lou’s.”
Discount Disco Lou?
“Lou had some fine prices, and he played a lot of Donna Summer. Name’s kinda self-explanatory.”
And why did Billy throw a bicycle through his window?
“Fit of pique.”
Yeah, okay.
“Hey, how’s it coming with the Murder Heist?”
What? That’s not happening. And it’s not a thing. It doesn’t exist, and we’re not doing it.
“Shame about that. Everyone’s excited.”
Everyone? Who’s everyone?
“You know, all the gang. President Nixon, Kim Jong-Un, Josh.”
Hold on. You guys talk when I’m not around?
“We, uh, have a group chat.”
Not good.
I think of this as “the ToTD semi-fictional universe”
I approve of this latest development.
Can we bring back Katy Perry?
Get the whole gang back for the big murder heist . . . it’ll be like “Oceans The Eleven”!!
M-O Elevennnnnnnn
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qbd25kYIiuQ
Bobby has the gloves AND biking shorts. When taking off down the trail, Bob made sure he was properly attired. I have to respect the commitment. And 99.9 percent of those who wear them have no business whatsoever wearing biking shorts. Bobby passes with flying colors. He did, after all, create a whole fashion statement all on his own with his legendary denim cutoffs. Discussions on the izods and Madonna shirts will be for another day, but I digress.