Thoughts On The Dead

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

Francois’ Tower

“Hey, Jer.”

“Yeah, Weir?”

“Gendarme’s got your arm.”

“Good one, man.”

“Y’know, in addition to looking nifty, the Eiffel Tower is also the tallest FM radio transmitter in Europe.”

“Y’don’t say.”

“Oh, yeah. I don’t know any of the deejays over here, though.”

“Wolfman Jack’s Gallic cousin, Wolfman Jacques.”

“I bet he plays a lot of Johnny Hallyday.”

“Give the people what they want, man. Especially if they’re French, or they’ll chop your head off.”

“They’re, uh, easily-riled folks. Historically speaking.”

“Historically speaking.”

“Jer?”

“Yuh-huh?”

“I just realized that this is where they film Superman II eight years from now.”

“Weir?”

“Yuh-huh?”

“Don’t say stuff like that out loud around civilians, man.”

“Sure.”

3 Comments

  1. Mean, Green Devil Eating Machine

    December 8, 2019 at 3:26 pm

    Don’t worry – we dosed him.

  2. Matching shirts?

    • Got a two-fer deal, apparently, and buttons are free so load ’em up.

      There must be a story behind those shirts, for sure. TOTD?

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