Brigitte bin gon' most's I's figurin' goin' on six DAYS now, least's how's'n I count.
I gots mo'n four DAYS till she done brung herself back here these parts. Four DAYS be a lon' TIME when you gots ta keep Brigitte's car a-runnin'.
Ev'y day I sits myself in that car, roun' 'bout, ninish, I'd say, with my can o' hooch, and I crank her up (so she won't be dyin' coz of MINUS TEMPCHEERS, y'know) and I sits there and listens to THE GRAYS.
Coz it be GRAY outside, y'know? Gray ev'where. So it be the BLUES I be listening to on the CeeDee, but it be the GRAYS outside.
That be the BEST TIME to start singin. Joe Bonnamassa, he be singin' them blues BIG TIME.
It really is the best way to practice your blues voice. You can shriek at the top of your lungs and NOBODY KNOW.
Thank you, Brigitte. It's the new Janov Scream Therapy. I'll make a bundle.
All you need is a car, a winter's night, a can of hooch and Joe Bonnamassa.
I takes PayPal.
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