Yeah I mean actually, I never really understood the association between Phish and lsd. Because lsd just takes something already superbad, and makes it TOTALLY THE WORST, and then also makes it NOT STOP, right? Ever. So who the heck would want Phish to not stop, ever? Not me!!
Also I was thinking as I started typing this, that maybe it's just like, a bunch of fat people in tie-dye and birkenstocks from Vermont, just go and eat a bunch of Ben & Jerry's and then put on their Birkenstocks and then go see Phish.
And then they can all just be like, everything's from Vermont?
Except for Birkenstocks. But they need to wear those to complete the home grown, we-like-to-all-look-like-trolls-who-live-under-a-bridge look.
I know this guy who lives in one of the nicest hotels in Miami from Mon-Fri. He's lived there from Mon-Fri for 4 years, because his work makes him stay in Miami. Then on Friday afternoons, he gets on a plane and he goes to his super nice weekend house in Vermont. He says he tried to go on Tinder in Vermont one time, and he said it is NO joke, that all the laydeez were covered in phish tattoos and that they all had fat, hairy legs and unkempt toenails sticking out of their birkenstocks.
I nearly puked. But I think he was just saying to me that there's no one for him to go out to a nice dinner with there, and that he also doesn't like women with hairy armpits and phish tattoos.
Anyway the moral of the story is, I do not eat Ben & Jerry's
, and I do not listen to phish.
Cuz the truth is, we all have to draw the line somewhere.
High-kicks and hi-jinx, yo. Thats's all I'm interested in.