Who Would Win In A Fight: A Banana Or A Horse?

A horse, obviously.

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THAT WAS IT!?

I employed brevity.

Y’know, it’s bad enough there’s not even any Grateful Dead-related material on this site anymore, but this shit is unacceptable. 

It could get worse.

No doubt.

Like, I could introduce my grown adult ethnic son. Here he is:

I love him much. I bought him that bandana, y’know.

That is not your son. That is Turbo from Breakin’.

He makes me so proud!

Shut the lights. We’re closed for the night.