“Treyvon, sit up straight.”
“He’s right, Trouble: gingers shouldn’t slouch.”
“Well, can I have a chair with a back?”
“No. Those are for paying customers.”
“It’s nice of Phil to let us use the restaurant, Triple. Thank your Phil.”
“Thanks, Phil.”
“You’re welcome, but I don’t know why we can’t charge people a hundred a head to watch us practice.”
“Because in the past hour, we haven’t managed to figure out what key Brown-Eyed Women was in. And you forgot your bass. Also, Bobby bought some pills from your bartender in plain sight a half hour ago.”
“Not that bad.”
“Plus, every time someone mentions Billy–”
“FUCK BILLY!”
“FUCK BILLY!”
“–you and Jill start screaming and it’s just not good for unit cohesion.”
…
“Who died and made you Garcia?”
“Garcia did, kinda.”
“Oh, yeah, right.”
Phil back on the Heinekin? Did Billy push him off the wagon? the green bottles have me curious
Probably Pelligrino.
I think your right, Wow nothing says Grateful Dead like overpriced sparkling water. Atleast we still have Billy
Ya, you may have Billy. I’ll keep John Molo. Lol
Damn Garcia.