ADIOS, AMIGOS! ('Thanks, TB' Content)

[Cole Louis Allar]

I know right? He should have his own signature p bass just for the fact that he was such a big image in punk! If Pete Wentz got his own p bass, then so can Sid.

I don't know about you guys, but I sure as hell would buy it!

 

[Son of Wobble]

Retirement Countdown

 

[S-Bigbottom]

It has been fun.
Take care.
Stop in and say hi if you ever get a hold of someones internet device.

 

[petrus61]

I'm starting to feel that same weird sadness one feels as the clock ticks closer to midnight on New Year's Eve. If the moon turns fire red and my doctor yells out the "The gypsy woman was right!", I'll know it was meant to be.

 

[Cole Louis Allar]

50 minutes left

 

[Matt O]

Just got off FaceTime with O.

I told her the news and she just can't even

 

[bobba66]

So long, and thanks for all the fish!

 

[Son of Wobble]

Well what do you know, I got peckish after all, so the arrival of my "last meal" proved most welcome.

The smothered chicken was indeed delicious; I savored every bite and am just finishing it now.

One bit of weirdness is that the guy who delivered the chicken kept saying, "Compliments of the chef" over and over again, interespersed with knowing looks, like these words should hold special significance to me.
Anyone?

 

[Cole Louis Allar]

Goodbye

 

[Son of Wobble]

Goodbye

Retirement Countdown

 

[Son of Wobble]

" 'Compliments of the chef...compliments of the chef...' What could it possibly mean?"

 

[Cole Louis Allar]

Well then here you go Jan!

 

[Cole Louis Allar]

Thanks for the memories!

 

[Son of Wobble]

Outside my chamber I can hear our headliners bashing out their opening salvo. Axl sounds in fine voice, and Angus is shredding as always. Yet I remain distracted by my riddle.

Listen to Axl Rose Sing ‘Back in Black’ at His First Show With AC/DC

 

[petrus61]

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Well what do you know, I got peckish after all, so the arrival of my "last meal" proved most welcome.

The smothered chicken was indeed delicious; I savored every bite and am just finishing it now.

One bit of weirdness is that the guy who delivered the chicken kept saying, "Compliments of the chef" over and over again, interespersed with knowing looks, like these words should hold special significance to me.
Anyone?

David Lynch shorts staring on TCM in 5 minutes.

 

[Son of Wobble]

Outside, Axl hits a note so piercing that it knocks my wine glass to the floor.

As I bend over to pick up the shards, it all suddenly makes perfect sense. "Chef."

Of course!

Who else but that lovable rascal @Chef could have been behind such a fantastic meal?
And was the chicken leg reshaped to resemble a Telecaster Bass headstock not the broadest
hint, and best vote of confidence, that Chef could have granted me at this, the hour of my imminent release?

Chef. Good old Chef. Of course! Laughter began to rattle my chest. It fairly radiated out of me.
It quickly proved contagious to those around me.

 

[Son of Wobble]

David Lynch shorts staring on TCM in 5 minutes.

David Lynch in five? Good timing, Petrus, because my car is here an hour early! (You never know when your number is up).
Be well, Petrus, and don't let Lynch give you bad dreams.

 

[Son of Wobble]

Upon exit, I was given a suit. A dusty, worn, second-hand suit.
Anyone else ever get the suit?
Not sure who's picking me up now, as apparently my dad can't make it after all.
But dad assures me that a ride is indeed coming, and that I will be most delighted with the arrangements
my friends on the outside have made for my transport.

We'll see.

 

[Son of Wobble]

Sorry I doubted my friends for even a second -- my ride showed up and it is cooler than I could have ever hoped:
my friend Tony-Tone, who works at Universal repairing air conditioners, hooked it up for me to get picked up and
personally chauffeured home by a real movie star -- Paul Walker! He just pulled up in this fly Carrera GT.

Let me grab a picture real quick.

This is shaping up as the best day of my life.

Before we speed off, one last toast (and Paul, a double shot for you, you'll need it to pilot this rocket ship)...

"TO ALL MY FRIENDS!"

 

[Son of Wobble]