Hey, Garcia. Whatcha doing?
“Giggle-running.”
Yeah. Whatcha wearing?
“Blanket.”
Sure. You know who Meredith Hunter is?
“Nope.”
Give it a day.
…
“I’m also here.”
Hi, Bobby.
“Hey. Gonna have some fun today!”
Umm…okay.
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That looks allot like the Wild Man Fischer Dance to me.
There could easily have been a Grateful Dead movie a la “Yellow Submarine”. Garcia looks like a cartoon character of himself here.
His Muppet is so…how you say? Fooool? Ze Foool MoPET? Oui?
(I don’t know why that was in Pepe LePew french.)
Ees preety fool.
Also: it’s Garcia, running. Running! I’ve never even tried to imagine that.
He was blindingy fast for the first ten steps and would then slow down. And by “slow down,” i mean he would collapse and throw up a little and still be there when the sun went down.
And smoking.
Is that a Mexican poncho or is that a Sears poncho?
Exactly!
Ha! Exactly!
Robert Haul. Robert threw it away and Jerry Hauled it home.