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We'll Build Ourselves Another Town

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1974 was a good year for long-forgotten member of the road crew Precarious Lee. He had been promoted to Safetey Man (sic because Parish made up the title and is not a great speller,) and Playgirl magazine had reacted favorably to his test shots. Not so favorably, however, to his surprise visit to the offices with his dick out.

Win some, lose some, permanently cripple some, Precarious Lee always said. He also said “Look out!” and “Good enough for rock and roll,” and “I’ll introduce you to Phil if you slobber my johnson. Garcia if you look me in the eyes while you do it.”

As Safetey Man, his first job was slashing the budget. One of his ideas can be seen in the photo above: the complete and total elimination of any safety gear whatsoever. Precarious Lee has also taught the quippie on the bottom the Precarious method for lifting things: 100% back. Lock those knees and put all the weight on the lower back.

My Brother Ug

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This is a rare photo of the notoriously publicity-averse Precarious Lee, lounging directly under some equipment he had stacked up.

Born to a one-eyed Chinese woman and a Merchant Marine with balance issues and a penchant for giving his children silly names and then abandoning them, Precarious was abandoned soon after birth and raised in a Bangkok orphanage called Our Ladyboy of Mercy’s Home for Urchins. His obvious lack of skill manifested early when, while playing with blocks, he killed three of the other children. Soon, officials made his travel everywhere with a rubble-sniffing dog, just in case. This was too much for the orphanage to bear financially, and they sent Precarious Lee to the States.

He soon became some sort of spastic Zelig, appearing wherever engineering principles had been thrown to the wind in favor of Precarious’ method: eyeballin’ it. (Precarious once boasted that he could eyeball an appendectomy; the jury found that the patient’s death by decapitation was almost entirely the fault of the doctors and hospital administrators who let the surgery take place.)

He arranged security at Altamont, crowd logistics for The Who in Cincinnati in ’79, worked pyro for Great White. Currently, he gives TED talks on why Twitter is worth $20 billion.

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