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Sandman Mystery Theatre
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toob and I working in a restaurant. He was a quiet and reserved chef for the establishment while I was quite obviously an avant-garde musician. For the evening's "entertainment," I sang Alanis Morissette covers in a blue papier-mache donkey's head and white suit, specially tailored for wings. My only member in the audience was a fellow in a matching white suit and a red rabbit's head. We were shooting a video of the whole event, presumably to be sold later. Perhaps as a terrorist weapon.
All I had to drink before bed was apple cider, I swear.
toob and I working in a restaurant. He was a quiet and reserved chef for the establishment while I was quite obviously an avant-garde musician. For the evening's "entertainment," I sang Alanis Morissette covers in a blue papier-mache donkey's head and white suit, specially tailored for wings. My only member in the audience was a fellow in a matching white suit and a red rabbit's head. We were shooting a video of the whole event, presumably to be sold later. Perhaps as a terrorist weapon.All I had to drink before bed was apple cider, I swear.