Once upon a time there was an ordinary Friday night. And on this ordinary Friday night, a girl and her fiance B decided to go see some live music. So they went to the North Star Bar, which just so happens to be one of their favorite places in their great city to see live music. Partially because it's cheap. How cheap? On this particular Friday night, three bands played for a mere $10. Ten dollars?! Yes, $10.
First the Payola Reserve took the stage. And they approved. Then there was George Stanford. And they nodded. And then there was Eli "Paperboy" Reed with his band the True Loves.
And when they said true love, they were NOT MESSING AROUND because the moment Eli walked on stage with his green suit and his leather shoes and his parted hair, this girl was all oh heeeeck yes. And then they started to blow their horns and bang their drums and strum their strings and she was in love.
And when Eli was all REPEAT AFTER ME, she was all MARRY ME, ELI. Then he got down on his knees and then she died. And then he was all UH UH UH and then she died again.
And then Eli looked down from his carpeted stage and saw this girl jumping and dancing and hooting next to this boy who was calmly drinking his beer, and Eli was intrigued. And he decided that he would like nothing better than to buy a nice big house with a wrap around porch and a white wooden porch swing and play the guitar and drink cool lemonade and whiskey on the rocks with this dancing hooting girl and her handsome fiance B. So this girl and her fiance B and Eli "Paperboy" Reed all moved in together. And every night the True Loves would come over because who can resist a good sing along?And also, who can resist a good True Love?
And they all lived happily ever after. Amen.
I said AAAAAAAAAAMEN.