I remember when The Weirdcrap existed before the internet.
Many, MANY years ago this began. We didn’t know what a computer was so we scrawled stuff on paper with crayons and handed them out in whatever town we happened to be passing thru.
I remember back in the 60’s we were in Vegas and we heard of some band named after a bug. I thought they sucked, but Bob thought they were “groovy”.
I grabbed a writing utensil and wrote about how this band sucked and that they wouldn’t be any good until they started using drugs. Bob wrote something about a president getting shot.
When done, we hit the Strip and handed out the newsletter. Found out that a lot of people (mostly girls) were very upset about what I wrote about The Beatles and didn’t seem to care much about the dead prez.
They were so upset that they demanded to know who Stephen was, so I pointed to Bob across the street . Next thing I saw was Bob getting mercilessly pummeled by a bunch of girls. I might have even given them a thumbs-up since they continued to pummel Bob for a good long while.
Sadly(?), this happened more than once.
Maybe one day I’ll take another trip down memory lane. I have to hold onto those memories since the advent of the internet have stopped a majority of the Bob pummeling.
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