“He is not a Phish, Trey.” “No, Page. Just sitting in for one night.” “And when he leaves, you will stay?” “Yes, buddy.” “Can I sleep in your room tonight?” “No, we’re both going to sleep in our own rooms with our wives.” “She does things to me.” “She’s supposed to, Pagey.” “She tickles my … Continue reading Posing, Posing With The Band