Micks Are From Mars, Justins Are From Marin

Hey, Justin Kreutzmann. Your dad looks like shit. “This is Mick Mars.” Oh. Is he alive or dead? “He exists. Let’s leave it at that.” How’s the smell? “Eldritch.” Huh. I love when people get their own names tattooed on themselves. “It’s not his name. The man loves candy.” Did not know that.