Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
A few of them took up scuba diving. Billy enjoyed a chance to get away from the constant drudgery of punching dick and revel in the decadent thrill of punching cloaca; Garcia just thought the phrase “poop deck” was the funniest thing he’d ever heard.
“I’m a shark, I’m a shark. Nom nom nom you up with my teefs.”
Continuing with our British theme, we have two passes from the shows at Wembley Arena (not the Stadium). It was a good trip until one of the caterers asked Phil if he wanted to try some Spotted Dick and Phil tried to stab the guy with a plastic spork.
“Mr. Garcia: tear down this Wall of Sound!”
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