“Garcia.
“Garcia!
“GARCIA!”
“What’s going on, Bob? Our heads are physically touching; you don’t have to scream.”
“We’re sharing a mic! Classic rock move, man.”
“Yeah, about that: you wanna go the fuck back to your own microphone before I call Parish?”
…
“Just wanted to sing with my buddy is all.”
“Aww, sorry, Bob. C’mon back.”
“Really?”
“Fuck, no. Go where you’re supposed to be.”
Someday, many years from now, there will be a George Lucas 3-D hologram of Bob on the stage with “Sum Yung Guy” behind the back line playing his rig.