"i can totally get down to jimmy at 5:03 that shit spins your head"

"Sincere apologies to Mr. McConnell too. Where the hell is George anyway? He should come to the other side of the fourth wall and join us. Every now and then it breaks down. "

"Uncle Jimmy - My grievance below is so very minor, and somewhat cheeky. My apologies. I didn't order the usual last night. Sometimes it doesn't all drink the same. To be fair, I welcome you to critique one of my dance moves. Come to L.A., put the axe down in the midst of a jam, grab a mic, point your finger at me, and call out my driftwood Dance Party U.S.A. moves as superglued to imitation leather. While I'm off in the bizarre here, it brings up a good interview question for each band member that inquiring minds might like to know. What are some of the dreams and nightmares you all have while being on stage, BESIDES not having pants on? Come on, I bet they're just as unique as the music. "

"Brutha Jimmy, we can't dance at Guilded 5:03, and likewise, dig? I don't recall Dr. John being influenced by Mr. McConnell at this point, do you? "

"Wheres Chilly"