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

The Days Of Skull And Roses

Hey, Bobby. Whatcha doing?

“Scat singing.”

Really?

“Bee-dee-lee-diddly-bop.”

Yeah, that’s scat singing. Anyone told you to knock it off yet?

“Billy’s been, uh, winging drumsticks at me for a few minutes.”

That counts.

“But the sweater absorbs most of the blows.”

Hell of a sweater, pal.

“It might surprise you to hear that–”

Someone’s old lady knitted it for you.

“–it was handmade. Uh, yeah.”

It’s got that look to it.

“Toasty sucker, too.”

Sure. Hey, Phil.

“Eat it, pud.”

Good to see you, too.

2 Comments

  1. ritchie vanian

    i thought that was joan baez

  2. The Central Shaft

    I love Phil as Dazed and Confused bully.

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