Yuk Bon

i am in kentucky, driving in a fucking van, heading to a folk gig just me and my acoustic guitar which is not my current acoustic which is a cutaway but rather a dreadnought and i run into Little Trouble Girl who tells me she blew her boss, telling me “i guess those lap dance lessons paid off” and a coquetish look which is totally unlike her (because she has strong moral objections to boss/employee hanky panky) and then i run into the twins (i think shawn? i don’t remember) who offer me a guitarist gig in their metal band and i tell them i’ll sit in but i still live in miami dudes so i can stop by but regular gigs here are bit of a bitch and the alarm goes off and i wake