Hey, Nephew on the Dead. “Would you look at this bullshit?” Which bullshit? “I’m all hippie’d up here. I look like a wook.” You do not look like a wook. “I look like a custie.” Yeah, a little bit. “Tie-dye, my hair’s too long. What’s Curveball?” Why? “I have no idea what it is, but … Continue reading Oatstanding