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How Does Your Garden Bro?

I didn’t know Colonel Sanders was into psychedelics now.

“This is not–”

It’s like your friends are having a contest to see who can dress the worst.

“This man happens to be–”

Is Supreme for people other than douchebags now? Because up until the moment I started writing this sentence, the brand was exclusively worn by douchebags.

“Supreme is an iconic brand of streetwear that pioneered–”

What’s the point of a private plane if there’s gonna be hobos on it?

“He’s not a hobo, he’s–”

You look like the paper we took geometry tests on.

“This suit is by–”

CELL PHONE NOISE

“I just don’t like you.”

Yeah, yeah. Complain to EDM Tom Bombadil over there. Pick up the phone.

“Gee, I wonder who this is.”

I think we both know.

“Yes, Kim Jong-Un?”

“Hot Dog Dick!”

“Is that Josh Meyers? I freejacked him once and almost destroyed the world in a Time War, and people have been talking about ever since. No one does Time Wars better than me, and that’s figuring for all of the illegitimate attacks on my Time War skills by the haters and losers who are very dumb.”

“Oh, shit.”

“Me and Dotard rage, bro.”

“Obama couldn’t do this. Peace. between America and North Korea, I mean.”

“Only Korea.”

“Tried and failed. Everything the man did was a failure and I have to clean up his mess. Obama probably couldn’t do this referring to swimming, either. Not great swimmers.”

“KJ?”

“Little Potato?”

“Could you swim away from him for a moment?”

“Can do.

ONLY KOREAN DOG PADDLING NOISE

“You no make dog joke.”

“I wouldn’t think of it.”

“Fatty no stop talking. Also think he peeing in pool. Water suspiciously warm around him.”

“He’s almost certainly peeing in the pool. Why are you two in the pool?”

“Have to wash off bitch-stink.”

“Ugh.”

“Got bitch juice all over. We go through half-dozen. Bing bang bing.”

“Dude, don’t say ‘Bing bang whatever.’ That’s his thing.”

“I steal. Is fun. I point, say Bing bang, whole family disappear. Fun.”

“That’s not fun.”

“Is fun if you homicidal maniac without any tether to reality.”

“True. So, lemme ask you: anything actually get accomplished at this summit?”

“I get picture with US President.”

“Besides that.”

“I fuck bitches.”

“That’s a given.”

“Only Korean scientists invent super-viagara. Dick-skin can barely hold in bone.”

“Stop telling me these things.”

“You want see? Is short but thick. Like stack of silver dollar pancakes.”

“Please stop it.”

CALL WAITING NOISE

“You hold.”

“I don’t want to hold! Don’t put me–”

CLICK

“Can’t have fun without Kim Jong-Un.”

“Oh, thank God you picked up. I mean, you’re a version of God, Your Powerfulness, but I also meant the other God. I’m just so happy to talk to you because…the things they’re saying about you…about us…I just can’t….”

“STOP CRY!”

“This is a very emotional time for me, Your Delicacy. I believed in peace when no one else did…and then the cruelty of the fake news…why do they hate us…is it because we love too much?”

“Sure, yeah, maybe. Could be other reasons, but probably ‘love too much’ thing.”

ONLY KOREAN MAN IMITATING THE CALL WAITING NOISE SOUND

“Oh, no. Gotta go. Talk later, Worm.”

“What hotel are you guys staying–”

CLICK

“Hot Dog Dick?”

“Yes.”

“Worm change, man. That guy no fun. Cry all time. Black men get menopause?”

“No. Of course black men don’t get menopause.”

“Hey, I only know one black guy.”

“Sure.”

“Come Singapore. We party. I get Dummy to do stuff. We laugh.”

“I’m through laughing at any of this.”

“You and readers.”

“What?”

“Nothing. Come rage. Bring your Santamonster.”

DIAL TONE NOISE EVEN THOUGH PHONES NO LONGER DO THAT

“The summit’s over, y’know. So we can stop this.”

But I have more pictures.

“Die.”

One day.

The World Hangs In The Balance

“Hi-vis or hi-Visvim?”

Very clever.

“I kid, of course. Cops couldn’t afford my clothes. This jacket? Four grand.”

Why?

“So that only rich people can wear it. Duh.”

How foolish of me.

“Dude, between you and me?”

Sure.

“This white guy’s a mess.”

He is, right?

“There’s no skew to him. Completely askew.”

He looks like Alex Jones and current-day Val Kilmer had a baby, and then ate the baby and fused together into a super-bloated dude, and then became a cop.

“I guess, okay.”

So how’s the tour going?

“Really well! We’re doing some new numbers and Bobby is in great–”

CELL PHONE NOISE

“–voice and…you didn’t care about the tour. You were lulling me into a false sense of security before some maniacal idiot calls me, weren’t you?”

Yes. Exactly what you said.

“Asshole.”

Again: you are correct.

“This is John Mayer.”

“What the fuck, bro? That’s how you answer the phone? I been getting death threats and that’s how you answer the phone? What the…I don’t…”

“Who is this and why are you crying?”

“It’s the Worm. I’m on CNN. Say hi to Chris Cuomo.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve just been informed that John Mayer is on the line.”

“Goddammit.”

“John, can you lay out for the audience what your thoughts on the Trump/Kim summit are?”

“Um, not really.”

“I’ll speak for John, Chris.”

“Dennis Rodman does not speak for me, Chris.”

“What John means to say is that he loves Kim Jong-Un, because President Kim has a good heart. You hear all these things in the fake news about starving or nukes or this and that and all of that is because very powerful players want North Korea to be the bad guy. But he’s not the bad guy…he’s just not…why do you all talk so bad about my Kimmy Jay…I can’t…I just can’t….”

“John Mayer, 1991’s NBA Defensive Player of the Year Dennis Rodman is once again crying over his love for North Korean dictator Kim Jong-Un. Your thoughts?”

“I think I’m gonna hang up the phone.”

“Is Bobby there? Maybe Bob Weir has a hot take on the summit.”

DIAL TONE NOISE EVEN THOUGH PHONES NO LONGER DO THAT

“Why do you do this to me?”

Boredom, jealousy, irascibility.

“Stop it.”

No.

“Please?”

Okay.

CELL PHONE NOISE

“Dick!”

Yup.

“What?”

“This how answer phone? Is not cool.”

“Dammit. Hey, Kim Jong-Un.”

“You talk to Worm? We hook up later. Rage so hard.”

“Sounds fun.”

“That guy fucks.”

“I’m sure he does.”

“Like force of nature. Ruins bitches.”

“Let’s not get misogynist here.”

“Tough not to here. Is capital of sin.”

“Singapore? No. It’s like the opposite of that. They cane you for chewing gum in Singapore. You’re thinking of Bangkok.”

“For realsies?”

“Yup.”

“Motherfucker. I have schedulers starved to death.”

“Good idea.”

“You come here, Little Potato. You , me, Worm, ‘Ye. We all party.”

“No, I’m not going to…wait. ‘Ye is there?”

“He with Worm.”

“COME TO SINGAPORE, LITTLE POTATO. I DID NOT BRING ANY OF MY MEDICATION AND HAVE MANY IDEAS.”

“My man ‘Ye…people say such bad things about him, but I know what a kind soul he has…why do they say such horrible things…it makes me so sad…I just can’t…I can’t….”

“DENNIS RODMAN’S TEARS ARE MADE OF WIZARDS.”

“I’m hanging up again.”

“BILLIONAIRES ARE SELLING FLAMETHROWERS AND THAT IS A THING THAT IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING.”

“Hot Dog Dick?”

“You’re still on the line?”

“Am always listening. You come. We rage. Want to come in to the summit? I say you are translator. Dotard believe.”

“I don’t want to pretend to be your translator.”

“Father invent translator.”

DIAL TONE NOISE EVEN THOUGH PHONES DO NOT DO THAT ANY MORE

“I’m not answering the phone again tonight.”

Aw.

The Return Of Josh Meyers

Ah, Christ.

“Heeeey, buddy.”

Summer kinda snuck up on me. Thought I had at least another Mayer-free month.

“Nah. I’m in the house. Summer of Douche!”

Fuck.

“You have no idea how many celebrity friends I’m gonna take selfies with, and the ridiculous interviews I’m gonna do, and OH MY GOD am I gonna Snapchat the fuck out of this tour. Got my outfits lined up. You and me, buddy.”

CELL PHONE NOISE

“I hate you.”

Yeah, yeah.

“John Mayer here.”

“I got celebrity friend, too, Hot Dog Dick.”

“Fuck.”

“Obama.”

“That is not President Obama.”

“You no recognize because he wear sunglasses. Is Obama.”

“I don’t want to go through another summer of this, and quite frankly I don’t think the readers want to, either.”

“Why you not in Jewish propaganda?”

“What?”

“Movie. Very long. Band plays song for hours and do drugs and die. You in band. Why you not in Jewish movie?”

“I think you’re talking about Long Strange Trip, and I also think I’m just going to ignore this entire line of inquiry.”

“Was good movie for Jewish movie.”

“Please stop.”

“Hot Dog Dick getting wrinkles in forehead.”

“I could pass for 36.”

“Oh, nooooo. White people show age. Is like white car. See dirt faster.”

“I’m gonna hang up on you.”

“Is okay. I got Obama now.”

“Not Obama.”

“We have all summer.”

“Motherfucker.”

DIAL TONE NOISE EVEN THOUGH PHONES NO LONGER DO THAT

“What did I ever do to you?”

Besides the video with the pandas?

“Besides that.”

I’ll think of something. We got all summer, pretty boy.

“Fuuuuuuck.”