“Bob Weir, on behalf of the Les Paul Foundation, we would like to present to with the first annual Spirit Award. It couldn’t have gone to a better person.”
“Is that bacon? Because–”
“MEAT IS MURDER!”
“–I really can’t do bacon in public.”
“Do you know that woman, Bob?”
“Well, can you ever really know anyone?”
“THERE’S NOTHING SUPER ABOUT A SUPER-DELEGATE!”
“You’re killing me, Lillian.”
If I am reading the plaque on that thing correctly, it is a Kirlian photograph of canned meat. Probably Spam, if you ask me.
Amazing title.
I was hoping someone would remember that song.
Happy Bloomsday.