Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

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Bobby, Margo, Instruments

Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?

“Jamming in front of rich folks. The usual.”

BMI is a publishing company. I never quite understood what publishing was.

“That’s the point. The, uh, concept was invented by mobsters as a legal fiction with which to steal from the artist.”

You’ve thought about this.

“Been in this business 60 years. You mull some stuff over.”

I notice you’re wearing a necktie.

“Felt fancy.”

Okay. Is it a custom poncho?

“Oh, yeah. Can’t get this off the rack. And I went with a lot of upgrades, too. Got a cooling system in here.”

What?

“Like a NASCAR driver’s suit, with the tubes and all that. And, uh, the ol’ girl just knows what temperature to make it. There might be an AI in there.”

Might be?

“She anticipates my moves.”

Don’t gender your poncho, Bobby.

“There are also defense mechanisms.”

“Bobby? Who are you talking–”

thip!

FLUMP

“Huh.”

Bobby, did your poncho just render Margo Price unconscious with a blow dart?

“She shouldn’t have approached from the rear.”

Probably not.

Man Of The Poncho

“Did you see Dwayne Yokel’s hat?”

“Dwight Yoakum, Bobby. And, yes, I did see his hat.”

“Magnificent specimen. I tried to trade him my super-poncho for it, but he refused.”

“Super-poncho?”

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed the hood.”

“Oh. Wow.”

“This sucker’s the Swiss Army knife of ponchos. Multiple hidey-holes, some of which are air-tight. Special pocket for my dip. Ask me how many peoples’ stashes I’m holding right now.”

“How many?”

“Nine. There’s just so much storage space in here.”

“It sounds like a wonderful piece of clothing.”

“Super-poncho’s not just clothes.”

“No?”

“WiFi.”

“That thing has WiFi?”

“It’s connected to the Internet of Ponchos.”

“Dwight really should’ve made that trade.”

“I pressed him on it.”

There’s A Price For Being Free

Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?

“Honestly? Feeling a little insecure about the size of my hat.”

Your hat is huge, man.

“Yeah, but look at that sucker. The girth alone…”

Bobby, your hat is perfect. Besides, you got the boncho.

“I guess, yeah. I have discovered that there are multiple hidden pockets within.”

For what?

“Cash, stash, whatnot.”

Sure.

“You know: pocket stuff.”

Right.