Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?
“Enjoying the breeze. It’s like it’s Spring, and my balls are falling in love.”
So you’re wearing the kilt in the traditional fashion?
“It’s completely Scottish down there: hairy, six drinks in, and fiercely opposed to Brexit.”
Good to hear.
“I’ll tell ya: this started as a Halloween thing, but I might become a kilt guy.”
Do not become a kilt guy, Bobby. Can’t you just wear a normal pant?
“If, uh, I wanted to be normal, then I wouldn’t have been in the Grateful Dead all my life.”