How silly of him to hide away making those Dylanesque faces of secret profundity and scowling misanthropy. How foolish of him to spend so much time fucking inane Victoria's Secret-type sluts and the occasional Bangle. And what a waste that he was fussing around being "The Artist Formerly Known As..." when he could've been visiting hospitals and answering fan mail and touching those who LOVED him SO.
Yes, here is a 60-something woman on FACEBOOK posting to her dead brother (who reads Facebook posts of course), alerting him that there's footage of RINSE rehearsing in Japan. So in case heaven doesn't have EVERY YouTube video already on file, lookie lookie!
Isn't that a lovely, pretty pile of manure?
My dead brother is now sitting front row as the angel RINSE plays his guitar and sings "Party Like It's 1999."
Thank you, all the thoughtful, caring people who've posted their RINSE videos and tributes, and declared him a genius to be missed and, even better, that he's in heaven making doves cry and cheering up dead people.
Any day now, we will witness THE GREAT PURPLE RAIN, which will destroy ISIS, bring Putin to his senses, and teach us all to spend all day gettin' down and dancing!
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