.357 Lover Fan Fiction - Dancing Andy Idea

Aaron Copeland came on the radio and his variation on Simple Gifts prodded us to talk about the rock opera. (I'd lifted Simple Gifts and inserted it in our song called Rock Godz.) I told them the newer story that Jim Rado had helped work out.
Then, we talked about Dancin' Andy and Dave said he could watch him for hours without tripping. Rodeo Dan, the load-in guy, said he hasn't had a hit of acid in a long time. Not since high school.
Dancin' Andy should learn Native American dances. Sioux in particular. He should also wear jingle bells and tie hammers to his forearms and use them in a round, enclosed fence area. Some of the flats on the fence should be metal as well as wood. Furthermore, at least 2 slats should be chamber bells and one should have an acoustic pickup with midi. Lights would be cool, too.
Dancin' Andy, if you're reading this, you can have these ideas.

.357 Lover Fan Fiction - Snakes on a Plane Argument

We got into an argument about Snakes on a Plane in the van. Dave said it was stupid even if you added camp value. Brad said camp value is like pouring maple syrup on a gamey animal. Ron started talking about Singapore food stalls and I never got around to asking who had actually seen Snakes on a Plane.
When we got to the hotel room, I noticed the end credits of Snakes were rolling on the television set. I didn't revive the earlier conversation.

.357 Lover Fan Fiction - Tastes Like Chicken Because It Is Chicken

Me and Dave went to WaWa after the show and got sandwiches. He doesn't eat meat. We got our sandwiches mixed up but he eats so goddamn fast he didn't notice. I ate his and pointed to the tv that was showing Under Siege, the first one. That movie has sentimental value between us. Misdirection is key.
mo

.357 Lover Fan Fiction - Adonis on Sea Bass

In the van we had an argument about bacon. Ron said that you could put it inside a sea bass and it would make the sea bass taste like tilapia with a hot dog inside its cavity. I drifted off to sleep and dreamed my teeth were falling out. We didn't sell any merch that night.
mo