Sometimes, There’s A Man…

Sometimes, There’s A Man…

I only mention it because sometimes there’s a man — I won’t say a hero, because what’s a hero? But sometimes there’s a man. And I’m talking about this Dude here — sometimes there’s a man who, well, he’s the man for his time and place. He fits right in there; and that’s this Dude, at the Sasquatch! Music Festival. And even if he’s a lazy man — and this Dude was certainly that; quite possibly the laziest in Washington State, which would place him high in the running for laziest worldwide — but sometimes there’s a man. Sometimes there’s a man…

Well, I lost my train of thought here. But — aw hell, I done introduced him enough.

3 thoughts on “Sometimes, There’s A Man…

  1. This could not have been better if it was scripted. Notice how the band, after the dancing mob forms to boogie to some serious jams, starts playing a SLOW SONG…D’oh!

  2. A parable for our times.

    Consider Obama. A clueless imbecile who can’t even dance, catalyzing a huge herd of dimwit morons who screw-up a large part of the concert-venue (nation?), making it inhospitable for other folks who are just chillin’-out and enjoying the show.

    Aargh!

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