Thoughts On The Dead

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

Without A Hairnet

Did the cooks go on strike again?

“I’m not at the restaurant, jackass. I’m volunteering at a soup kitchen.”

Good of you to do.

“Gotta give back.”

Yes, you do.

“I would’ve rather done a show and donated the proceeds, but Jill wanted to do this.”

Gotta listen to the boss.

“Yup. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing. Never cooked in my life.”


“I can put stuff in the toaster. Or the toaster oven. I got both those suckers down cold. But the stove? Completely foreign device. I believe food should be brought to me.”

Does Jill cook?

“Oh, yeah. Great at it. She makes the best chili in the world. Know what she calls it?”




“It’s a portmanteau.”


“I didn’t say it was funny, I just said that’s what she calls it.”

I’m cool.

“You’re not.”

I know. You look good in a hairnet.

“Fuck off.”


1 Comment

  1. Luther Von Baconson

    October 19, 2017 at 4:40 pm

    Western Blots maybe?

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