“I’m widing me motorcycle, I am.” Hey, Mick. What are you doing here? “I told you. Widing me motorcycle. I’m a webel.” You should be wearing a helmet. “A helmet? How absurd. You’re absurd. Bianca, tell him he’s absurd.” “I do not care about zis person.” “I don’t fink Bianca wikes you.” Can I stop … Continue reading Rolling, Stone