Tough Ticket

by thoughtsonthedead

img_3490“Who’s got my extra? Need one!”

Jimmy?

“Oh, hey, how are ya, what’s up, what’s good, wow, hey, hi, all right, sure. Heh heh heh.”

What?

“C’mon, we’ll play a game, or we could lip sync, wanna lip sync?

No.

“Trying to get in to see the Dead, gonna shake my bones, party a little, isn’t this fun?”

Don’t you host this show? For some reason?

“Oh! Oh! Right! Heh heh, forgot about that.”

You’ve started day drinking, haven’t you?

“Heh heh.”

Stop giggling: you’re a forty-year old millionaire.

“That’s what I’m giggling about. Let’s play charades!”

Jesus, man.

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