The Return of Spaceman Jones

Spaceman Jones: Wow, it’s been a minute since I’ve dropped by. Sweet setup, I must say. It’s for sure way roomier here, I like what you’ve done with the place. Where’s Old Skool Joe? Let’s take a wild guess he’s down at the Fish Joint. He loves being there, even more than he loves complaining about it. I still don’t understand the fascination with work … Continue reading The Return of Spaceman Jones

I Guess It’s Safe to Leave The Bunker

Old Skool Joe: Pink Panther, I think we have been down here long enough. I finally turned the news on and discovered that not only is the zombie apocalypse over but not one damn zombie ate anyone! Fuck this I’m going back to the apartment and getting my job back at the fish joint! Smoking weed and watching TV isn’t as fun as it used … Continue reading I Guess It’s Safe to Leave The Bunker

Smoke Session at the 46

Old Skool Joe: (hits bong) Yo man maybe everyone is looking at this wrong. Like… how come being a police officer is the only job where you have an actual license to be assholes to people, and like everyone’s cool with it? If I’m an asshole at The Fish Joint, motherfuckers go on Yelp and lose their damn minds! Spaceman Jones: Yeah that is yet … Continue reading Smoke Session at the 46