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The glamorous life?

“Beats working.”

You got a chair.

“Right, man: what’s to complain about?”

Hey, Garcia. You having–

“You need to write about the last night of Chicago. You left people hanging, man.”

Get stuffed.

“Okay, you can do that. But, you know: I got a guitar and a koi pond and I’ll be just fine.”

…

I want a guitar and a koi pond.

“Not a bad deal, I gotta tell ya.”

Did you set it on fire accidentally?

“That’s a couple years from now.”

Get gum in it?

“Not a gum chewer. That’s Mickey.”

Man does love his gum.

“Gum rhymes with drum.”

Goddamn, I am getting my mind blown today.

“Nice to have days like that, man. Just the universe sending bazooka blasts across your frontal cortex, right?”

Kinda.

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WHERE IS YOUR BEARD?

“It’ll grow back, man. Real quick, too.”

Well, hop to it.

“Get stuffed.”

Gotcha.

“Mommy, is that man homeless?”

“No, dear: he’s a Grateful Dead.”

…

“Trey?”

“Shut up, dear.”

Hey, Garcia.

“Hey, man. Lemme ask you a question.”

Yes. That hat makes you look like a schmuck.

“Does this hat…yeah, I figured.”

Garcia had a Parish. A few Benjys.

But he had to be his own Garcia.